I’ve encountered many men,
as life require, I’ve mingled,
I’ve met the pious, the falsely righteous,
an abundance of false promises.
One could say you’re the norm,
poster boy of misogynistic youth,
all men do is lie, feminist anthem,
yet your lies rang truth.
In every smooth defiance, lies you,
in every cushioned words lies truce,
you’re hiding so much, I’m enticed,
enamoured,
like a thick novel with very few words.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 12:13 PM UTC
I’ve encountered many men,
as life require, I’ve mingled,
I’ve met the pious, the falsely righteous,
an abundance of false promises.
One could say you’re the norm,
poster boy of misogynistic youth,
all men do is lie, feminist anthem,
yet your lies rang truth.
In every smooth defiance, lies you,
in every cushioned words lies truce,
you’re hiding so much, I’m enticed,
enamoured,
like a thick novel with very few words.
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