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#patriachy
injustice has become the affirmation. hesitation, passed down to each generation. oblivious to how this is a cause of our own transgression; through temptation. misleading us to our own damnation.
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Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
active crime scene
Tight the way I like, the chains of your fantasy, in which you're the king. Built on illusions, the fort of patriarchy, empty without me.
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 5:01 AM UTC
Patriarchy//BDSM
I tire of this Patriarchy The footpaths, The Guidelines The strict Dogma, The misogynistic guise I tire of these Sins The evil manipulation, The father of my fathers The pleasure of power, The hearts swollen with hate I tire of this Psychological Harem The predestination, The pain of letting things go The image staring back at me, The toxic masculinity
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
To Tire of Old Ways
When the sun shines i am nothing but beautiful When the raindrops kiss my face i am weak When the heavens are torn open i wait. Silent When they burst and lash out with furios flashes of fire and thunder I am tempestuous unfair unfeminine You say you love every part of me but on my worst day i am solitary On my best, i am yours When i love you i am inadequate When you abuse me i am woman
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Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
Woman
how is it that my sins are heavier than thine? and how is it that the finest wine is always served with yours? how is it that my work does not withstand the test of time, yet all your treasures come from crime, with mischief and a smirk? how is it that you've built your monuments on stolen ground? yet I can't own even my burial mound? how is it that you feel no guilt? how is it that you've shed no blood, yet claim triumph all year round? and how is it that your brow never found a single drop of sweat in the mud? how is it that you stand so proud?
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Jan 1, 2025
Jan 1, 2025 at 8:58 AM UTC
dear father