Body types
She was beauty
her curves were delicious
the way her clothes stuck to her skin
whispering to them
She walked with a dropped head
she didn't know
every step she took
She left the room breathless
Oh wow i wish
I had confidence like her
He was charming
His jokes were entertaining
His laugh was the height of the joke
He never had alot of it anyway
Oh how I wish
I was charming like him
She was handsome
Hair dyes and Hair Cuts
Letting her shirt
Drift over her breast
Making her voice deep
Changing her look
For the last time
Oh how I wish I could be free like Him
He was quiet
They didn't believe him
when he said he couldn't eat
They said He wasn't a man
He cried
unlike a "man"
Oh how i wish I could remind them
how they all
were.. beautiful
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