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When she's here… I crave motherly affection I get discerning dissection I see my pale complexion I ignite her shopping obsession I'm forced to give my attention I explore every confession I ignore every correction I lose my own direction
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 2:00 AM UTC
When She's Here
When she's here… I crave motherly affection I get discerning dissection I see my pale complexion I ignite her shopping obsession I'm forced to give my attention I explore every confession I ignore every correction I lose my own direction
My existence is not that of my own
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45/Transmasculine
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 2:00 AM UTC
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