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Kelly Weaver Oct 2016
Sweet as sugar
Put your hands on me
Feel my soft skin beneath your touch
Trace my lines with your gentle hands
I'm just like sugar
I'll crumble under too much force
So be gentle, dear
Soft like butter
Put your hands on me
Feel my curves
I'm straight from the mold
But I broke coming out
Put me together
Put your hands on me

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