A New Language.
08/08/2003 @ 3:35pm
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By: ninja |
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She can't call herself
fat
anymore.
She can't wear
bras
as her form.
Her legs
reveal
something new.
She weighs
132.
She sang her favorite
song,
Another Dumb Blonde.
In her mirror,
her chocolate curls
hung.
Her mouth has filled
sweetly
with hawaiian-flavoured tongues.
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