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Camera You take my sweet sleeping face You take my innocent smile You take my large breasts Even though I asked you not to You take the mole on my shoulder You take the blouse I have taken off You take my dirty room Even though I asked you not to You take me when I am angry You take me when I get hit You take me when I get kicked across the room Even though I do not know you have done it You take my house when it is burning You take my younger brother when he is falling You take my younger sister when she is collapsing You take my older brother when he burns to death You take my older sister when she kills herself You take my mother as she is weeping Is that because I didn’t tell you not to take them? You take the dry skin on my arms and legs You take my swollen face You take my crooked spine You take my hair that has fallen out I no longer have the strength to tell you no This one’s no good, this one’s good This one’s no good, this one’s good As you look at the monitor You choose the photos The versions of me that survive The versions of me that are erased (The versions of me that survive (The versions of me that are erased Even if you erase me It does not mean you didn’t take me (Even if you erase me (It does not mean you didn’t take me You took me And erased me (You took me (And erased me You took lots of me You erased lots of me More of me than what you took Disappeared with the work of a single finger   Even After He is Gone, the Cat is Here