My body is yours 
When I walk down the street 
Tell me how much joy you get 
When you treat me like a freak 
I am a goddess in disguise 
Just strange to stranger eyes 
That’s wherein the danger lies 
I bleed to satiate wicked smiles 

Guillotine, embrace me 
Nicotine, disgrace free 
I’m not worried about smoke 
Your loose noose, I might choke 
Silicone’s just a joke 
For this platinum blonde bloke 

My body is for consumption 
Your tongue tastes corruption 
My mind’s not convolution 
Stop seeing low resolution 
I swear on this, new resolution 
Won’t subject my senses for pollution 


The author is bravely dealing with their mental health problems. The poem has been published without any edits. 

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