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May 2019
You only want me flawed
To do what you cannot -
Accept your own mess
Love yourself to the best

It's a selfish desire
Dire wolves to be fed
I am earth, not your soul
Never plastic, I'm flesh

Unbound by blinding lights
Strong emotions, distress
Insecurities, true
But no fear I confess

My weak flesh is now new
Muscles, stronger, I said
"Bullet-proof, self-preserved
To feel nothing, I guess"
May 27th, 2019
Stephanie D
Written by
Stephanie D  F/Brazil
       Anon and Fix
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