so what if
she's skinny
or fat
or in between
what if
she's a virgin
or a slut
or slept twice
what if
she has black skin
or blond hair
or almond eyes
in the end
we all have a heart
putting in the same effort
to keep us alive
– do we hate what we are? is that why we fight amongst each other?
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Poésieshe built herself a castle but it was a castle made of cards even the queen of hearts would not be able to shield hers.
