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Jul 2017
my mother was water and my father was fire
sure thing that I came out steam
forever convicted of ether
but you know, we’re as miserable as
your worn out shoes
maybe only when we sell our souls
we start to love more
just like stars shine brighter
when they fall
(don’t frown like a phlegmatic astrologer
our city won’t sleep tonight)
i’ve heard that unhappiness is trendy now
don’t you know about second hand love?
i was wandering for so long just to find yours
like the skunk of the world
where are you?
why am i talking, we’re emotionally broke
sitting on a park bench
sometimes poverty was everything i hold dear
because the diamonds belong to, hmm, men
Eve wasn’t deceived by the serpent
she was tempted by the man
but what’s a woman?
she’s exactly what the man can never be
Written by
Bianca  17/F
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