endearment
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Beloved!
Come let me sing you
And into my garden’s melodies sing you
And my hands as soft meadows caress your soul
To outline you in this earth realm
Wherein we all are but strangers
In a world where
Women
Fight
Patriarchy
Misogyny
Sexism
There’s a new breed of witlessness
A group
I never opened up to someone
afraid of being hurt.
I kept them away with fake smiles
and a simple I'm okay.
I am afraid of people.
I am afraid of myself.
I am afraid of having my heart shattered