• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 02
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I See You

You’ve got me blindfolded
Wrapped around your finger
Sitting pretty
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Yes, people throng and clamber and fight
For a glimpse and a glance of me
They do so much more
I can sense them
Hear the derisive catcalls
Feel the lecherous fingers grasping
Smell the burns of feral toxicity
Taste the distaste for a woman
Like me
Shutting my eyes won’t help no more
I see you
Through and through

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