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Jan 2018
Women are inferior.
And God likes it that way.

Silly me. I refused to
believe it. Not only that,
but I began to resent the
whole idea.

I have watched women crushed
beneath the weight
of dreams, smashed.

I have seen them bow down
before their husbands,
and not just figuratively.

I have witnessed bone chilling
abuse, no questions, no help, no escape.

All in the hopes
that when they died,
and reached up from the grave,
their husbands would grab
hold, tug hard, and allow
them to enter Heaven.
Written by
Azura Nissen  15/F/Im every where
(15/F/Im every where)   
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