StrangeA Poem by The World Stinks Of Females
Vines and mysterious words twist over me
and I try to believe, I try to see that he isn't just a person, but it's hard to see when my eyes are taped shut. His words whisper over me and I don't believe that he is what I need to be that he is what I need to have that he is what I crave in order to be called beautiful. I remove the tape over my eyes and then I see his flaws, his eyes, his lips and I walk away because I will not be fooled, I will not be fooled today.
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4 Reviews Added on September 3, 2011 Last Updated on September 3, 2011 AuthorThe World Stinks Of FemalesLas Vegas, NVAboutOkay so...Im a seventeen year old feminist. Whoop de doo. My name is Luna. It rhymes with buna and tuna. I joined this site to get help on my sucky writing and to meet other writers. Oh, and I'm r.. more..Writing
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