I dream of flexibility, to be able to mold myself. I so want to be the woman of his dreams. These wretched bones get in the way….
He decided to break them for me. The bouquet I bought for our anniversary lay crushed on the ground. I was born only to please him, and be the woman of his dreams….
Wilted flowers say
only a woman can be
so stupid in love.
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Ain’t that the truth!
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For many people, yes, not all ….
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Oh gosh, I felt the pain in this!! Well written.
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Thank you, Jael!
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Most welcome.
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This is excellent, Reena.
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Thank you, Franci!
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Aww.. i can relate to this in so many angles.
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every utterance is given spine
clap to the beat of confority’s line
i do all in the name of
yes yes someone risen above
upon the crime of given power mine.
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Fantabulous! ‘Every utterance is given spine’ … this is what empowers us writers. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Oh wow Reena! This is simple – and simply breath-taking – and I mean, it leaves me stunned, it’s so darkly stunning – yet, as so often is the case, one must walk deep into the darkness in order to recognize even the faintest glimmer of light.
I really am enthralled – how you’ve worked this prompt – thank you so much for playing the Sunday writing prompt 🙂
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Thank you so much! Weak mindsets empower the tormentors, not muscle or money power.
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true – often very true – and the money and power are just tools and means of further manipulation
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