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This isn't what life had planned for me
ย Drip drip drop little acrid showers
Sad weeping the eyes while the rabbit cowers
Monkey see , monkey do
You don't see me, haven't a clue
I don't wear makeup, or use perfume
I just want liberty from this terrible room
You wear pink ribbons, rattle charity tins
While our flesh piles rise, we die for your sins
We see humans, bedevilled by vanity
We see humans, but never humanity
Step insid...
Saturday 17th December 2016 1:28 pm
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