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Objective: I知 beautiful.
My body is an object,
so just use it.
Objects are stationary. They don稚 move.
You just use it for your task.
Checked. Completed. Next.
These scars were from rough handling.
Like a library book. A bus stop seat.
A playground toy. A stressed out teen痴 nails. Your phone痴 broken screen.
Destroyed.
Broken. Ravaged. Hurt.
I just wanted you to look at someone as broken as I am and think I知 beautiful too.
Like a plucked flower in the middle of a desert. Or an old toy in the hands of an orphan. Or a chewed up pen writing poetry. Or the sun setting for the last time.
I want to be your version of beautiful too.
Yet my body is an object and you achieved your goal.
so just use it.
Objects are stationary. They don稚 move.
You just use it for your task.
Checked. Completed. Next.
These scars were from rough handling.
Like a library book. A bus stop seat.
A playground toy. A stressed out teen痴 nails. Your phone痴 broken screen.
Destroyed.
Broken. Ravaged. Hurt.
I just wanted you to look at someone as broken as I am and think I知 beautiful too.
Like a plucked flower in the middle of a desert. Or an old toy in the hands of an orphan. Or a chewed up pen writing poetry. Or the sun setting for the last time.
I want to be your version of beautiful too.
Yet my body is an object and you achieved your goal.
Published 10th Nov 2019
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10th Nov 2019 7:39pm
