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K Jul 31
False gods have to ask to be worshipped,
You never had to.
Maybe it’s proof or maybe you were asking in the way you cried,
Gentle and feminine even at your lowest.
You’ll say you never wanted the offerings but isn’t acceptance a kind of encouragement?
I knelt before you and prayed that I’d find the strength to put my hands around your throat and finally end it but I never found the strength.
I wanted to love you, I swear I did, but the harder I tried the louder I cheered for your undoing.
When it came I wasn’t ready.
I knew my idols were false but I wasn’t ready for the fire.
Now I make my idols my friends, for if they weren’t, I’d have them dead.
Pink Palace, I’ll protect from the white fish
Satisfaction is sometimes a slippery *****.

Pink Palace, the wettest and darkest cave
Never exposed to sunshine
Hopefully never exposed to unwanted prey.

Pink Palace, fingers, toys, members
No need to feel guilt, girl, for being human.

Pink Palace, no matter what they say
“Shield... security” or “Expose... enjoy”
It’s my choice what I do with you
My Pink Palace.
A relationship I haven’t yet fully comprehend and understand. An object I’m proud to have
Jessica Duru Jan 9
❀ Cultivated as an ideal of womanhood,
❀ Ferocious and brave she stands.
❀ She is beautiful, that we know,
❀ Courageous, not concealed.
❀ When she walks, the people adore;
❀ In honour of her beauty, the trees bow.
❀ Song of praises are raised in her name;
❀ How tender, how sweet,
❀ How loving she is!
❀ Her skin no different from the sun,
❀ Diamond and gold no matching sight to it.
❀ She is ever-glowing;
❀ An egg to be treated with care;
❀ Never to be hurt,
❀ But to always be loved!
Just Grace Nov 2020
They said

her tongue is too big
for a pretty little mouth like that

They wanted to cut it
as if it will give me more freedom
Change my mind
Liberate my sleep

Then they said
tape your mouth shut
Rip it from your lips then
remember that sting every morning when you wake
Build up that grainy residue
So that no amount of scrubbing away will change anything

That raspy, hazy din of voice–
It’s not mine anymore when you let it invade your comfort

Whose grating is it then

when I bend and it works
Your move
then it just doesn’t?

I’ll rest in my autumn warmth
wait for the drowning of winter
then after
I will warn you of Spring
CyRhen Sohngs Oct 2020
I unfurl my arms and reach towards the sun, with everything I have
it provides me, in turn, with everything I need.

As my petals grow, they tilt my head
the smiles of passersby, I smile back
and they are smitten!

Praising me, at first
for the the velvety touch of my colors
Then coveting them
Taking souvenirs

Until I am bare, and the sun has hidden itself from me
I am everything they've ever wanted...
but only for a season.
Kitty Oct 2020
girls are made of fluff
fluff covered slug covered girl
when is the girl a girl
when she is the fluff on a slug on a girl?
Pandora dO Sep 2020
Cycles of life fill the world
and they amaze me
time and time again,
yet I cannot escape my own,
trapped as I am in a
continuously changing body.

My mind struggles with
the acceptance of my pain,
the necessity of the frustration,
knowing it will all return
until the final cycle wanes,
and till then I'll suffer.

I wish mine could be
as beautiful as the seasons,
but it is just an ugly mess.
© 2020
Just Grace Aug 2020
take sips sip sips
tumble down the flowers
bundled in white towels at
my rose hips
from raised graves
velvet hearse
sandstone paves
push away stones along way

change patterns
break the consonance
act-like defiance
it's harder than we thought
get back to the tower
don't choke on the pink powder
before I get there

complex lush
doesn't need any soldiers
off horse, of course
only I reside in these gardens
part my own lawns to my great gates
a dosed beast waits
and I must return
based off of a dream
Letho Ramorola Jun 2020
your book of religion was scripted by those who felt imprisoned by the ones they called witches.
- energy
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

There is a reason why femme wasn't wrapped up with physical superiority, it is the same reason why curves don't cut you like edges.

The superiority of the curves is the cycle. The cycle which makes the universe go round since the beginning.  

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