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Why?

My outburst
was based around
the spilt coffee
on the kitchen
counter
 
the fear-
 
it came back
 
And in one fell swoop
I was no longer strong
the independent woman
of Boudica spirit
nor was I the temptress
the witch, the seeress
the enchantress
luring men  
by the soft tresses
they yearned to touch
 
No
 
In one sweeping motion
that shattered peace  
and morning silence
I was again the wretch,
a god awful thing crawling
on the dark wood floor
wondering why
why  

W H Y
 
..Why?
 
I don't have the answer
and..
 
I doubt I ever will
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
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