My Scars are My Mistakes

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I threw a body at them

Money bloomed
I wanted them to have food
The salt and sugar was just so good
They had a house
But I still wanted the street's cheese like a greedy mouse
The opportunities I missed
From a caustic kiss
Never focused on a paper and test
The test came back
I am society's ugly and torn lingerie

-a contradiction addiction

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