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Sep 2013
When people hear ‘blurred lines’

they think it’s a wonderful song

full of sensual enjoyments.

I only hear the story my sister told me

once four years ago

when her ****** got her drunk

and took away her innocence.

I don’t understand when people

are so ignorant that they don’t see

the lines

and why they try to blur them.
Written by
Anna Lee Thompson
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     Lior Gavra and Michelle Clarkson
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