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Dec 2018
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//GODDESS//

my body is not a temple
not holy,not sacred
still i am a goddess
no shimmering gold
i am flesh and bones
still a goddess
you'd still worship me if i was just a stone across the road, wouldn't you?

i am
not just the
warmth of your bed
or the mother of your child
i am not saving myself for you nor am i here toΒ Β save you from yourself

my skin is not blue, but i do bleed red
and
so do you
and but you are hurt and i am impure
impure. i am pure
even when i bleed from the place between my legs

so to hell with all those stone buildings i cant enter when i am bleeding so this world that the gods made wouldn't go barren

because
my body ISΒ Β a temple
with or without you inside me, doesn't matter
i am still a goddess
still holy, still sacred
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