ME:
how do you want me?
HE:
corseted as you cant breathe
with skin pale as you cant bleed
thin as a barbie...
lashes too heavy you cant see
that looking at you
I don't see past the view
you painstakingly renew
You
my dear are a cheap clone
of plastic and silly-cone droves
Botox enhanced and hydrogen blown
but don't worry my sweet tote
for that is how i took note
and remains the adhesive that we still holds
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