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Flesh and blood on parade

Bones and veins put on a show

Prying eyes tear into skin

And rip it apart with bloody fangs

When will she own the legs

That take her room to room

Waist and breast belong to no one

But owned by every passer by

Every passing stare moves those hips

Further away from the heart

That tells them where to go

Doused in blood, soaked in bleach

She will reclaim her flesh