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Jan 2014
Plastic,
plastic covers my natural voice.

I am neoprene, with gasoline undertones.
So peel the layers, find my truth.

You never were one to find
beauty in modern art,

Acrylic man.
Bruised Orange
Written by
Bruised Orange  United States
(United States)   
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