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Self run (Riot)

I walk
6 feet tall
All of me

(I have been told I lead with my vagina, it is unintentionally thrust forward if I do. My head is usually in the clouds. I知 assuming my pussy is too. Once I think about it . .. I知 away to something else. Figuratively and literally. I guess If my vagina leads, I soon follow.)

All of me
5 foot 9
And 6 feet tall

My perfume
But at most I知 self aware
At least
I知 oblivious

It wafts around
At 6 feet


(I have been told I look like Debbie Harry, I prefer Chrissy Hynde, but Debbie Harry will do. Especially on those one shoe Sunday morning afters. Even then I douse myself O! DAY! Perfumed. Pride and all of its bilingual manifestations)

6 feet tall
I値l take you to Church
O! Faced

(A man once once winked at me and said; Jennifer I知 going to take you to church. He meant a good fuck. Or intended a phenomenal one.. regardless, I took him. I usually do. Jennifer the pew.)

Straight up
No inclination
6 feet tall


Written by Calamityofgin
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