I sometimes envy girls who can be compared to rose petals.
Who have features that define a delicate pearl.
Who bow their heads down with innocence.
When they have no idea what to do when someone disrespects them.
My delicacy was snatched away mercilessly.
My innocence ruined helplessly.
So now when I experience disrespect,
I have no idea how to act innocent.
All I know is to fight back.
Cause I m no longer delicate.
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Hurricane in Heels
PoetryWhat does it take for a drizzle to turn into a hurricane? What does it take for a girl to finally become a woman? It's not always time that brings about a change. Your life may take a turn with just a decision you take. A decision that might lead to...
