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Big Chested Rant

Pull up your shirt, Put them away. Though it’s the same shirt some girl wore yesterday, It’s different cause her frame is dainty and chaste, It’s just your biology causes disgrace. Leered at by Men, Jeered at by girls, Disdained by Authority , making them hurl Told to be thankful by those less endowed While men get their wanksfull from staring in crowds . Cause showing a shoulder that means I deserved it, Cause showing my body means I don’t deserve shit. Pull up your shirt, Put them away. There’s nothing to do, nothing to say. You’ll never look pretty but Hey it’s okay! You’ll look sexy or manly or just plain perverse I’m tryna explain all my feelings in verse, So why can’t I just say it? Stop staring at my boobs, thanks.
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Written by
Eviemip
19 / F / Uk
Published
Jul 16, 2022
Lines·Words
27·134
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Some people need to hear this one.

Tags
#feminism#rant#chest#boobs#female#sexualisation
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