Poem 120: Keep It Hush

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Keep It Hush

All these girls grinding floors,
Tryna show you what they're
made of,

"I'll sell my body for some fame,
when all I want
is real love".

Dying for some reasons that they're
too ashamed
to speak of,
Perfect angle for the people-
Don't forget to be
tough...

Shove them
into a
category,
Get them some pets
behind a chat room
lobby,
Teenage lust
can be the
trending hobby,
Tryna get the viewers to
fucking
love me...

Expensive brands make the people horny,
Sex fire, drive, and
spending money,
Forget who I was before you ever knew me,
I'll be who you want
because the likes are
candy-
All this attention
could come in
handy...

All these girls
look the
same,
Standing
on a
plastic stage,
Pixelated pageants on a screen,
Come get your crown, you're a
fucking
queen.

"It's fine if you're weak
it's
human instinct,
I bit my lip and sang a song--what do you think?
You can see my body
if you press the link.
I only wear dark underwear 'cause feminine is
pink."

Performing on an app is
not illegal,
Lip syncing, heart-throb,
sex appeal,
Forget about the minors, that's not the deal,
Use me for my body
and ignore what's
real...

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