A strand of seaweed, going with the flow and handeling whatever the sea brings to me.
A used tissue, dainty and soft on the outside, but holding other peoples slimey secrets on the inside.
A smelly gym sock, not the most appealing, but you know I'm always there for you.
A drooling dog, I might leave a trail of chaos behind me, but you can't help but love me.
I am who I am, I'm love and I'm hate. I'm a lovely disgrace, and you won't forget my face.
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