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   We talk about the time before and we live in the time after but there is not much that grows there anymore Because nothing ever grew, but sometimes
   We talk about the time before and we live in the time after but there is not much that grows there anymore Because nothing ever grew, but sometimes
The close leaders in my life Always fail and disappoint The distant leaders in my life Do not recognize my existence   The matriarchs of my family
Oh mom  you tell me how to dream like the kid you were and how our lives happen the way they do for a reason you don't know. But since your mom passed, who is the one to tell you
There’s a soft patter of mice in the attic, as they rummage around in cardboard boxes, opening their eyes to the brilliant streak of sunlight
Footsteps, shadows of doctors I wait in pain, punched in the face by reality   The floor, filled with imprints of visitors Fluorescent lights A pulled out couch with uncensored tears,
Divorce yourself  from those scum pigs Gouge them from their throats Thrust their wills into the gutters Where they belong Do not wither Bloom with their growing hatred
Strong women are what we want to be. For they have no fear to chase what they believe in. Women. I know strong women.
  Excuse me? What did you just call me? It wasn’t Miss,  Ms., Mrs., Ma’m, or Lady. It wasn’t my name. What was your reference? Oh yeah, narcissistic bitch.   Why? Actually, don’t answer,
I’m 19 years old I am attending a university, been living on my own since 17, been struggling all my life.
i feel weak
The media despises us, does not recognize us Dehumanizes us, covers up and disguises us. We seem to symbolize lust, with our large butts and huge bust.
Shades of Her   
The shield maiden is strong, powerful, independent, free. She moves with feminine grace but with dignity and might. Her enemies tremble in fear Her allies sing her praises,
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