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And my hair defines the length of my own solitude

Here

You cannot touch me, here

Where my words live in private pockets of seaside pools you'll never find

Salty, vibrant, me

I shower alone and wonder what it matters that I'm sorry for

Me

I don't believe in love

Not tonight

Not while I'm staring at my overgrown

Hair

"Men like it long," she says

What men are here to like it?

And why should I care?

They only like it long so they can pull it

Because I'm sex to them

I'm love, I'm a dream girl, but I won't last long

So I'm sex

And my hair defines the length of my own solitude

Because if I was cool with me I'd never think about, hair

I'd never need to retreat, here

And love would be real good to me

 

Well, I don't believe in love

Not tonight

That beautiful, vibrant thing

It's only sex to me

Love is fleeting and it's pain and I'd rather you didn't pull my hair 

Anyway

 

 

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