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*You know I could've been in pictures.                sham pretty enough, Can point my mouth                               can cry and **** and come on cue                                         would've gotten my **** out                                didn't mind if that's what it took. I make a composite of all the bits of me to get work. My hair  My perfect *** my exposed midriff and inny the times my eyes made it                       I hate all of these things on their own    but when stitched together they make a clean girl                   who knows the bad muscle ache of work I miss the bits that were never returned though and I know you kept mementos of the nights you dismantled and reassembled me in your image                                always leaving something out                                 always swapping me out and                                    swallowing for safekeeping give them back, I scream at people who I know, know you too give them back*
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 10:19 AM UTC
Glamour Shots With Discreet Photographer
*You know I could've been in pictures.                sham pretty enough, Can point my mouth                               can cry and **** and come on cue                                         would've gotten my **** out                                didn't mind if that's what it took. I make a composite of all the bits of me to get work. My hair  My perfect *** my exposed midriff and inny the times my eyes made it                       I hate all of these things on their own    but when stitched together they make a clean girl                   who knows the bad muscle ache of work I miss the bits that were never returned though and I know you kept mementos of the nights you dismantled and reassembled me in your image                                always leaving something out                                 always swapping me out and                                    swallowing for safekeeping give them back, I scream at people who I know, know you too give them back*
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 10:19 AM UTC
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