The maiming possiblity of perfection
The mere thought:
Crippling at times
And picture perfect at others
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• Model-to-be and **** so lovely
Rename me Oscar already

Sat on the dock of the bay
Or am I sitting

I had a rose once
Like Le Petit Prince
And like him
My rose, alas, so far gone

My needs grow slim
I only want
The Bear Necessities

The anaconda don't want none
Unless it's gripping your tongue
Can't speak
Can't feel
Not real?