The shape of me
I’m shaped like an S
Twisting and turning you never know which way my body will roam
It may not look familiar but you can still feel it pulsating and embrace its heat
You call me “different”
As if I should feel flattered
If only you knew
How scary different could really be
Who knew that a defective body would be also the one thing to make you feel like a man?
I did-MK

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