Just a measly woman, with no place in this world- others casting her down due to traits she had no hand in.
Little lady, step aside, for the true men have arrived. May you take your lilacs perfume and optimistic beliefs and go, how naive to think you had any place in this show. Not one to often gloat, Sun hat brimming, your stoat rather fitting- yet you're still unwitting- your acts should be forbidden. Espy your hidden lie- one is which is bitter; rather dry... chocking on your glories, go back into the treacherous kitchen, go back to making squash pie. Yet you choose to speechify; making screeches as you arrive. Need to silence this new imply- make these horrid thoughts subside.
Meager, measly lady you are, didn't think you would get far. Now you only reside in the dark- gored to remove your once bright spark.
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Poetry & Short Stories
PoetryA compilation of all my favorite poems and short stories I've written. ▪️Please give credit where credit is due. ▪️ ▪️These stories are written by me, and any similarity to any other story or poem is merely coincidental. ▪️ ➿I would truly love any s...
