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Prologue: Pages

I have a book, I read and look
On each page is same pretty face
Painted with lost traces of grace.

Life and death; recommend this book,
On each page is a face of a mother,
Looking emotional, sad and bitter.

On each page, is a surprising spitfire,
Toothless fly, turned into a barracuda;
Attacking all her feirced rival.

On each page, her lips does hiss
To failed promises and dried kiss;
Withered are roses around her hips.

On each page, is also a pot of desire
A new hope, pen and also an eraser
To wipe and rewrite the next chapter.

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11 Comments

  1. dsprague85 says:

    I liked the imagery!

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  2. Debs says:

    The way you write is completely different! Our future is definitely in our hands!!! By the way, what ever happened to the Fuckboy Complex post? I was hoping to repost it today…

    Like

  3. inaloveworld says:

    I have nominated you for the “Versatile Blogger Award”. Congratulations!!
    Here is the link: https://inaloveworld.wordpress.com/2017/05/30/versatile-blogger-award-3/
    All the best for you,
    Manuela

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  4. We are in control of ourselves. The power is within and we can change everything! Great piece.

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