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litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES
litlslaywon: litlslaywon: LIKE A SLAB OF CLAY I HAVE BEEN SHAPED AND MOLDED OVER AND OVER AGAIN I’VE HAD PARTS OF ME TORN AWAY AND ERRATICALLY TRANSPLANTED BY UNFAMILIAR HANDS DISGUISED IN WARM SHEETS AND LINGERING TOUCHES I’VE HAD MY BLEMISHES