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Close your nosy eyes Open them and rise upward Stand up for women
red faced offender... whistle toned disrespect stapled to my thighs,, left from before,, no, this is not your invite.
Your ribs are screaming at the surface of your skin, your spine like jagged mountains splitting your back The light in your eyes is hidden behind a film of cigarette smoke and sadness
Every time you turn on the TV There’s more bad news. It's so easy to ignore When it's not affecting you. People are suffering. Children are dying. When justice can no longer win
Girls girls girls Swirl swirl swirl Too young to understand My hand Her hand  Her mouth This world    A Scottish perv My mother heard
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