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The bloodied wound Of patriarchy Swings majestically Round my neck, Wavering my thoughts Of what to be And what not to be. I look around Viewing people fight Misogyny and sexism. For I try to do that too, Until I fall once again into a muck, Watching **** crimes On a daily basis Watching acid attack victims On a daily basis. For, some Are too illiterate to know the meaning Of the word, no. For their egos are so small, That they can’t handle rejection. The bloodied wound Of patriarchy Hangs majestically Round my whole body, Begging me to tame it, Oh dear lord, There is ****** of womanhood happening all around, With people pointing to the length of our clothes, To the pitch of our voices. - @enchantingnachokitten
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 11:22 PM UTC
The wound of patriarchy.
The bloodied wound Of patriarchy Swings majestically Round my neck, Wavering my thoughts Of what to be And what not to be. I look around Viewing people fight Misogyny and sexism. For I try to do that too, Until I fall once again into a muck, Watching **** crimes On a daily basis Watching acid attack victims On a daily basis. For, some Are too illiterate to know the meaning Of the word, no. For their egos are so small, That they can’t handle rejection. The bloodied wound Of patriarchy Hangs majestically Round my whole body, Begging me to tame it, Oh dear lord, There is ****** of womanhood happening all around, With people pointing to the length of our clothes, To the pitch of our voices. - @enchantingnachokitten
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 11:22 PM UTC
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