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Jul 2014
Because I'm tired of my cup size turning me into a conquest.
A battle ground with menace on each side.
Where men- boys rather- bet to see who can sleep with me first.
When I have to judge their intentions on what I was wearing that day.
When the line between a compliment-
And a cat call are crossed
On a daily basis.
Caitlin
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