Unclothed

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She held on tight to her flannel, wrapping it around her body

She slouched forward and hugged herself

Don't stare at me, don't stare at me

She has had a rough night

They complain saying it's her fault

But they drunk the poison now they suffer the pain

Bars, bars and city lights

An alleyway, disrobed, exposed

She didn't plan this

She told herself that the pictures were her reminder

Her body was the remains

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