Please stroke me
and wet me
my ego needs petting
cut me out with kindness
the perfect woman
a paper cutout girl
shaped so careful
with your masterbation habits
carelessly torn
when my mind comes to words
but forget the feminist pretense
This isnt about gender
he rose above me, gently
when I made him a monster
and I scribbled out his eyes
and made him want me
with no tricks in my bag
just the basics mother taught me
She said use your thighs
to cut him, daughter
shape him how you want him
And now I can waste my life
on soap opera throttle
so love is purely chemical
and attainable
sold in perfume bottles
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pussy juice or tears
these acids can soften skyscrapers
so surrender the world to feline flowers
I swear one day, I'll use these powers
Once I kill the bitch that stole my boyfriend.
right now my hands are tied
and not from the patriarchical aparthied
no.
they are laced around HER neck
we girls
we march
all the time
with spiked heals
on eachother's backs
noose hangs via halter tops
thighs like those can make chaste eyes quake
and I kept him clean in my little black box
but the dampness made him ill
knives, forks, and microwaves
table's set, suburban slaves
and I swear one day I'll break these chains
OnceIkillthatbitch...
OnceIkillthatBitch...
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