Am I wrong to preserve my treasure
To hold it closer
Not letting anyone claim its royals
Should be my past
Present myself like vessel of comfort
Bleed my sounds to the worthless and the countless
I can not
I can not go back to such a time
To venture back is a disasters marker
I can not play that stupidity role anymore
Take me off the market
Take me down from the rolla decks line up
Remove me from the suggested and options
I am no longer that girl of remembered access
For I see in the absence of one another was sent
How the tables have turned
How does this effect me
It effects me none
For I am off the Sex Market
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