Catcall
A “catcall” transformed my appearance to a young goddess towards the hungry eyes of men
They creep on their prey with compliments and charms
To make us feel safe from harm
As time goes on, the beauty will reveal
And soon everyone will kneel
The fiery sensation of lust
Changes us
Hopefully, I can contain
And live the greatest story with my name
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