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Dear, Stranger

it's 7am and i'm shaking 

because your soul is so cold

darling you take my pride away 

when you sexualize me 

i am not a doll 

so don't dress me

don't take away my opinion 

you don't own me

when it's 3am and you're waking up

i hope you think about that girl

the one who is just now happy with her body

but you tried to tear her down 

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