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Least we forget
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2014
You hug your tummy around men as if you feel you can never trust again
A love gone wrong,
Insecurity encouraged,
A violation of the past perhaps
A woman inside of the person she is
Hugged safe as a mother to child
Holding herself like a victim
Hugging her tummy tight around men as if to protect her womb
Like she’s forgotten
That’s the thing that belongs to her the most
Maybe it where I'm at, but
Maybe it where I'm at, but this strikes me as one of the mournful things you've written. Very powerful yet debilitating at the same time. Amazing!
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I am glad you enjoyed the read, sometimes it can be hard seeing through eyes opened by my expierences and know what I know.... the observations made of women around me have changed so much!
Much Love
Ashley
" A woman inside of the
" A woman inside of the person she is "--> T.T Amazing line just as the rest of ur poem! I've always loved works that deal with the child or the "people" inside of us, who we truly are... This poem is for me a reflection of the " I am " that we all believe in and the " They say I am " that others believe we are... I'm probably making no sense but the point is I Love It! :D BTW, if I had Facebook, I would like your front page: It's just special XD
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not at all you make perfect sense my dear! I am always writing about the conflict between the "I am" and the "They say I am", its frusterating when people think they know you more than you, sure they may see things in you which you cannot see, but to act as if that means they know you better...gah! We are sums of wholes and they see pieces of a sum.
and thank you :0 I am guessing you mean my bio page?
Much Love
Ashley
Yep :3
Yep :3
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thanks my dear :)
Much Love
Ashley
My pleasure :3
My pleasure :3