Tag: women in poetry
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Is this all the women I can be?
i am dead tired to my bones writing about women withered by life—who had her face in the cup of her beautiful bruised plams and cried for the yearnings she had to toss in the river. i am dead tired to my bones reading every poetic masterpiece about heart broken women.who can now only live…
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she
she loved you like how a void would long for a touch. she loved you in between those second breathesand tick of second hand on clocks. but what more could a girl with a heart full of love be in this diabolical worlddrowning in wrath of men who refuses to heal from the warthey bred…
Prena Poetry 