An ode to women who do themselves

To the one who is packing lunch
For kids on a sultry summer morning
To the one who just got her heartbroken,
God knows how many times.
The one who is struggling every day
To get up from the bed.
To the one who is searching online,
How to hide bruises on the face on the internet.
To the one trying to hide blemishes
With a concealer.
To the one who just finished a whole
Tub of chocolate ice cream.
To the one who smoked her last
cigarette of the day.
To the women whose partner is indifferent
And went to sleep early.
This is an ode to all the women
who took control of their pleasure
against all odds
This is an ode to all the
women who do themselves.

s.m

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An ode to women who do themselves
To the one who is packing lunch For kids on a sultry summer morningTo the one who just got her heartbroken,God knows how many times.The one who is struggling every dayTo get up from the bed.To the one who is searching online,How to hide bruises on the face on the internet.To the one trying to hide blemishesWith a concealer. To the one who just finished a whole Tub of chocolate ice cream.To the one who smoked her last cigarette of the day.To the women whose partner is indifferentAnd went to sleep early.This is an ode to all the womenwho took control of their pleasureagainst all oddsThis is an ode to all thewomen who do themselves. s.m
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Awkward poet and a perpetual day dreamer

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