A trans woman's commentary (with recipes!) about her life and the issues she's engaged with.
Well no one told me about her the way she liedWell no one told me about her how many people criedBut it's too late to say you're sorryHow would I know why should I carePlease don't bother tryin' to find herShe's not there . . .
Well let me tell you 'bout the way she lookedThe way she'd act and the colour of her hairHer voice was soft and coolHer eyes were clear and brightBut she's not there
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