I’m not my things.
the lipstick,
the bleach,
the curated clothes..
I’m not the collection
of my stuff
I know my body
is what you grasp
but even my wide hips
full ass and breasts
they are only part
of the puppet
I direct.
– sc
I’m not my things.
the lipstick,
the bleach,
the curated clothes..
I’m not the collection
of my stuff
I know my body
is what you grasp
but even my wide hips
full ass and breasts
they are only part
of the puppet
I direct.
– sc
sheila sea 
Watch out for that mind! It’s the puppeteer.
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Oh wow!!! That’s some powerful poetry! Girl power 💪
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Brilliant take on life, that is one big play!
Alicia.
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Damn, child!
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Tell it like it is!!!! 👏🏽🌟
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love this one. I’ve been thinking the same about myself, minus the wide hips, full ass and breasts.
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Haha, well I’m glad it resonates on some level.
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