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Women like me
In the old days, women like me,
Were burnt at the stake,
We were hung from tree's
and tied upside down in rivers
Thrown into muddy waters,
Ropes around our wrists
And bricks around our ankles
Just to see if we'd float.
Nowadays, women like me,
Are whispered about behind closed doors
We are called wreckless, confused
Sluts and whores,
We are told that we are loud-mouths
Or that we must be short tempered
Because of our firey witts
And women like me are still feared
Because we represent a symbol of freedom
In the way that we paint our nails red,
And laugh loudly, contorting our faces
And until our belly's ache
And by the way we order not the side salad
But the double chips and steak
And drink wine until the early hours
Like its going out of style
And dance with the very same men who long
To kiss and hold us,
But secretly,
Still fear us....
i love it!!!!
SOOO true!!! as an act of feminist rebellion, i only ever use the word slut to describe guys that sleep around all the time. i've met a lot of slutty people, and by far the majority were guys.
Nice, nice read. Oh, the
Nice, nice read. Oh, the ecstasy! Nothing will ever compare to touching the life of an inamorata who can lead you so easily into a blissful state of nirvana. Nor, will any pain, torture, agony or misery ever equal the torments of a woman’s disdain. The ones we love the most are those most capable of hurting and destroying us. However, I would rather die from the acerbic taste of bad love, than dying never having - tasted a woman - who would risk (even once) sharing those ethereal chasms of her love with me. Wings may spread to (ultimately) lead one to honey or poison. No other journey in life carries as much risk, or has the potential for such orgasmic euphoria. Women – your greatest nightmare, and your most eloquent rapture. Yes, I do adore the dancing, kisses, and hugs; and yes, no matter how much experience or understanding I possess - like OM - Goddess, they still scare the hell out of me.
Women Feared By Men
and the men who love them. Red nail polish is pretty intimdating. Double chips and steak, a recipe for putting out his lights permanently. Yes, fearsome and yes, equal.
Nails
My nails are red as I type this ;) x
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