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Don't you look at me. Don't hold the door for me. I see your eyes Slick With awe. Some girls live for a Slack-jawed look Like that. Don't you show me kindness Because the swells of my ******* Are defined beneath silk. Don't you linger Because of my slim hips And white shoulders. Don't ******* Look at me. Don't show me the deference of the beautiful That you wouldn't if I wore My grey sweatshirt and sneakers Instead. This is my armor, suitors. This is my warpaint. You may not know that I want to cry. But don't you reward me for my lie: Don't you look at me. Your gazes HURT Today. Let me be the wall Or that unoffending plant beside the window. Don't you look at me, You don't have the right And I don't have the strength Today. Your interest disgusts me, And that makes me sad. So don't. Don't you Dare Look at me. You are not her.
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Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
Silk Shirt, Sad Eyes
Don't you look at me. Don't hold the door for me. I see your eyes Slick With awe. Some girls live for a Slack-jawed look Like that. Don't you show me kindness Because the swells of my ******* Are defined beneath silk. Don't you linger Because of my slim hips And white shoulders. Don't ******* Look at me. Don't show me the deference of the beautiful That you wouldn't if I wore My grey sweatshirt and sneakers Instead. This is my armor, suitors. This is my warpaint. You may not know that I want to cry. But don't you reward me for my lie: Don't you look at me. Your gazes HURT Today. Let me be the wall Or that unoffending plant beside the window. Don't you look at me, You don't have the right And I don't have the strength Today. Your interest disgusts me, And that makes me sad. So don't. Don't you Dare Look at me. You are not her.
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mikaila
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
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