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5d
I let you touch my skin
there are little pink flowers along my thighs
But you never did let me in,
I´m the only one who ever cries
I laid myself bare
and you ate your fill
but I wanted you to LOVE me
and I know you never will
Being used for my body is so so confusing.
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Mouldy Strawberries  under the sky
(under the sky)   
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   Deeksha Raj
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