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Jun 2013
girls all hear
about exploited bodies
respected bodies
abused bodies
but it's 3am
and you cling to me
I always thought
the helpless
should be held
not hold
but it's 3am
and you cling to me
arms around my waist
and i'm not respected or abused
i'm a comfort
Written by
Elizabeth Rowan
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