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5.19.19

Waging War

Her words

her ammo.

Pain

her battle.

Branding her

war’s cattle.

The depth of

wounds

sear her soul.

Armor so heavy,

slicing her

flesh.

Onlookers

smell

defeat

without

a second

glance.

A woman

forced

to war,

as society

cast stones.

Fatigue she wears

to honor

her

struggle.

She fight

to earn a spot.

To hold her space

in this

fucked up

place.

14 Replies to “5.19.19”

  1. Carol Anne says:

    Wow! So powerful hun! Love it! ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Pretty intense writing here… I guess it was a not so good day, huh? I’m sorry, Sweetie. I hope things have improved since this post. 💗

    Liked by 1 person

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