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Skank

 
Just throwing it out there,
you're a slut.
Face it,

deal with it,

embrace it.

It's such an attractive quality.
Well, it's no street brawl but baby, darling,
sweetheart, sugar,
you've come to my turf.
I love the written word.
Nice grammar, kid.
Don't point fingers.
I'm not pointing fingers,
that would express the desire to be close enough
to you to point a finger,
the idea repulses me.
Currently I'm just explaining that you should be aware
of who you are and be proud
of it.
Ignorance perhaps isn't bliss, is it child?
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
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