Shed

Pretty as can be, I feel sorry for her.

While the physical seems in tact,

her emotional state is out of whack.

With each man, she bids farewell to another piece of herself.

Never really touching life, just watching from a dusty shelf.

Fed up with each violation,

just not enough to salvage what’s left of her next generation.

I pray she finds a new revelation.

One she can hang her hat on, trust with no questions.

Let sleeping dogs lie, finally learn her lesson.

Realize that who SHE is at the break of wake is by itself, a beautiful blessing.

Rise up!

Break away, and start your shedding.

 

 

 

 

 

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