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*(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* cornstarch feet toothpaste running through my hair listen to the vinegar hiss *(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* petroleum based insecurity wrapped in a greasy old bandanna the stuff of family feuds *(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* i know that i often feel about the size of the proverbial postage stamp but every steamed up monday night i try to convince myself that i'm safe in my own skin *(shhh dear skin you're safe and sound now)* go ahead choke me in your eyes strangle me tangled up in unjust judgement i'm always told that i'm too critical but spend any time under my nails and you'll start to realize why i'm cynical.
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Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 10:35 AM UTC
time in my skin
*(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* cornstarch feet toothpaste running through my hair listen to the vinegar hiss *(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* petroleum based insecurity wrapped in a greasy old bandanna the stuff of family feuds *(shhh dear skin you're safe and smooth now)* i know that i often feel about the size of the proverbial postage stamp but every steamed up monday night i try to convince myself that i'm safe in my own skin *(shhh dear skin you're safe and sound now)* go ahead choke me in your eyes strangle me tangled up in unjust judgement i'm always told that i'm too critical but spend any time under my nails and you'll start to realize why i'm cynical.
Copyright 8/8/16 by B. E. McComb
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Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 10:35 AM UTC
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