Dear Women,
There can be no life without you. It is a fact and you know it more than anyone else. Facts remain facts even when seasons change and hypocrites die.
You don't need a specific day to validate your importance.
It isn't 8th March but who cares? Happy Women's Day!
Love,
A Woman
Been to Being
The cologne in the attic: a nugatory appeal it carries; nights of enchantment, work no more. I lie down on the torn couch, intending to mellow out, gruelling questions, rest, pause, rest: run no more. Composing the lost, must I not? collect, integrate, dislocate. A chimeric stream, pushes itself heavily, down the pulsating beats, involuntary much? shaping up to your expectations, by gones, infernal, breaking free. Vanity of rotten wishes, extracted, defeated, thrown: tamed no more. ©songbriti
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