I am betrayed by the agency of womanhood
a perennial lie; a shackle; a scythe
I am ‘want’ and I am 'pine’ and I am
most importantly, by myself
sisterhood, they cry sisterhood, and I am an echo
I am the clearest resolution
I am a hunting party
I am a dog at a tether; at a bone; at the point of a knife
my love becomes violent, because I torture what I do not understand
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
I am betrayed by the agency of womanhood
a perennial lie; a shackle; a scythe
I am ‘want’ and I am 'pine’ and I am
most importantly, by myself
sisterhood, they cry sisterhood, and I am an echo
I am the clearest resolution
I am a hunting party
I am a dog at a tether; at a bone; at the point of a knife
my love becomes violent, because I torture what I do not understand
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