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                                    Inner Worth

A novice in the social game
opens up the shop to entertain a flame
The honest honorable horseplay begins
with cheesy jokes and simple grins
Until a customer comes in to purchase time
his offer so low; her actions are benign
At the end of the day sits down with her wine
Thinking" I'll be sure to do better next time"

An advanced beginner still only a babe
wants to be like the other girls, she wants to get paid
She advertises on every News Feed
The Wall's reactions is all she needs
She pulls back the curtains; people like what they see
Even the birds follow her from tree to tree
And ever so quietly her morals flee:
One of the highest costs of the advertisement fee

A competent social space the store becomes
Filled with unhealthy opinions, drugs, and rum
AT LAST a rich customer comes in
rich with experience, rich with sin
Only to buy a single lighter
and light little Lottie's store on fire
making her think he'll take her higher
But really she's walking on a thin wire

And just like the Phantom, he's gone

With no rhyme or reason, no talk of song
But little Lottie knew all along
She went about it all wrong

As a proficient store owner, she already knew
The only path to the finish line was through
So she dusted herself off and went on her way
To save her soul, her mind, and the day

The expert of the game, let her store burn to Ash
because selling herself was a thing of the past
To detox her soul and keep her thoughts sane,
she shoved all her baggage on the next departing train

Followers crowded around to see what remained
But all that they found was the strength that she gained

She held her head high to let others see
That your darkest moments can never outshine the woman you're meant to be

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I wrote this poem, in the spirit of total honesty, after going on a horrific tinder date. The guy wanted to be official after the second date and I politely explained that I wasnt interested. He was furious and told me off over text and I didn't really defend myself. I allowed this "man" to attack me because he didn't get what he wanted. He had texted me later to apologize and for a split second, I thought about giving him a second chance. I realized in that moment that my perception of love was so faulty and  I needed to realign myself with the truth. This was the beginning of a long process to discover the woman I was meant to be and I hope you can share your journey with me as well.

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