What I possess
Of my religion
I carry in a drawstring bag
As it's in shattered pieces
From extenuating incidents
Afforded me by life's reprisal.
YOU ARE READING
LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
☁️FRAGMENTS☁️
What I possess
Of my religion
I carry in a drawstring bag
As it's in shattered pieces
From extenuating incidents
Afforded me by life's reprisal.
