The Perfect Spot

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The wrist was too obvious

I would've just been begging for attention

So I moved my target zone

I moved it to my thighs

It worked for awhile

But then I hit an obstacle

I was a dancer

So when I wore tights

I couldn't hide my disgusting thighs

Then finally I found it

I found the perfect spot

My stomach

No one will ever look there

But then again

I might hit another obstacle

But for now

I'm safe

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