Maxing out my full potential
Mine is a body born and bred for favor cruelty
Mine is a body made of bone, and steel, and porcelain
Concrete and straight white teeth
My spine is a skyscraper, my heart is a negotiations room
I only breathe to purr, to clear my throat
My claws have stopped clocking in
Sugar and spice is seeping its way in
I'll drown in it
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