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How to Dress Well

My Body

My body

My body is waiting

Who was at my door?

Who could have my baby?

I want a cigarette I've drawn

My body is waiting

I wish it was almost my time

My body is waiting

Who could ever convince me I was so far gone?

We were known for the choice that we do

I was hoping for the rain

I was hoping for you