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Sex Object (Free verse) by Dovina
It saddens her now how she used to complain. She’d shake that girl if she could and tell her she had it all. She took for granted what now she’d love and knows the only thing worse than being just a sex object is not being one. She says it’s like complaining when you’re rich. Sure they pursue your money but, oh to have such problems.

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