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Mar 2020
They're just playing with me,
heart and everything
pulling on strings
they tell me
"gimme more gimme more"
as they brush against my arms
and hold my calves down
while i'm stating
"no more, baby, can't hold on anymore"
they tell me they want me,
but to another when
i can't be there
am i really your love
or just a doll to play with
and pull around
just for fun?
Bones
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Bones  Gender Nonconforming
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