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Call Girl
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my poem:
I wait for your text
You never call
I sleep with my makeup on
Just in case you need a girl on speed dial
Auto correct my speech
My voice is higher when you're around
I love being a girl
I only cosplay as myself when you're not around
I seek beauty from within
I guess you want what you don't have
Love what you're not
Be the bigger baby
Bite your tongue til it bleeds
But one question
If I wear enough lipstick
Will you love me then?
Sugar Rush
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Sticky and sweet
Just like candy
You're my favorite treat
Milky and buttery
I'm dripping, waiting for your move
Mark your territory
Forever is too long
I'm addicted and catching feelings
If this isn't love, let it be Lust
I don't mind, being called a Slut
Queen of the Night
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my poem:
I bloom once and awhile
A frightened petal, I'm always staring towards the ground
My hollow frown, I gotta let the sunshine in
Angels in the sky, invisible beings
And I'm not gonna lie, it's hard communicating with spirits much more clever than I
Watching my every move, even when I'm greedy and rude
Never to another soul really, just my own Neglecting my body, my bones are heavy
I just wanna new pair of shoes
Dark Kids
I'm not a butterfly
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You said it best, when you scolded me Didn't take the chance, to even explore my vulnerability
I'm not yet a butterfly, maybe you were right about that
"I'm still cocooning"
But this is where we differ
I'm neither grown or premature
I'm a moth and we're not known for our beauty
Night babies, your gaze doesn't interest me
I'll feed on your unborn babies, as penalty For your suppressing hand on My Femininity