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Dating Distortion

Poetry By: inlalaland

A reminder about the 8 million that have broken mirrors.

Submitted:Dec 31, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

My, my Distortion

Don't you look lovely tonight?

With your skin-scarring knife,

And the toothbrush that goes down my throat,

The size-two waistline,

And hardly any fat to poke.

Oh, Distortion

You are still out of my league.


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