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She's Her Own Worst Enemy

Hiding amidst a battalion of fraudulent sexual comments about somebodies mother as she saunters by;
 
She hears not the vulgarity of the conversation but knows you watch her with a mourning stare of approval.
 
She dances with death on a weekend but wouldn't dance with you for one night.
 
Despite this she lives for the glances of you among others, hunting the wounded through the murky streets of vindication.
 
Dreams and ambitions, lost forever on the lick of last night’s song.
 
Part time liberator.  
 
She sits at night filling empty bottles with young men's dreams wishing only to be the star of a sonnet.  
 
Yet she feels not contrite when she's impolite to a boy who longs for her heart.
Written by JevDev
Published | Edited 28th Mar 2013
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