I feel so sad for women sometimes …
For even less …
-"Look at me I am pretty
Have I not beautiful eyes
have I not willowy legs
have I not willowy legs
And a mouth that pouts smiles and begs?
Look at me!"
I would, but...
It's hard to see poetry
worn as jewelry
worn as jewelry
Love turned into trade,
Beauty into idolatry...
It hurts to witness
It hurts to witness
The atrophy of a mind,
An ear turned deaf
An ear turned deaf
An eye turned blind...
How it hurts to deny
That a soul in there dies
And how it hurts to accept
That this is my kind …
DS
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