Sleeve

What I wore, was their problem.

Sleeves or without sleeves, that was my choice.

They wanted to cover my bare arms with laces and clothes.

I got myself tattoos stitched permanently for a sleeve.

I thought the problem was solved; instead it became another problem of theirs.

 

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