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Man, a Poem by Ms. V. Ganjic.


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Man

A Poem by Ms. V. Ganjic

 


We blossom into beautiful flowers,

Just for our petals to be torn.

 

A woman is a devil,

Unless she is a nun,

Give into man,

Do not disobey,

Save yourself,

For man.

 

We are the leftovers,

Of man,

Do we live,

Just to produce an heir for our spouse?

Or, do we live,

For something more?

 

 

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OOC:

hi! my first poem, both oocly and icly. trying to get better at writing, put i like how this turned out. im not a woman, oocly, nor a man, but rather non-binary, so please only take this icly, not oocly!

thank u for reading :3

 

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Brandt Barclay furrowed his brows as he read the poem,  his head dipping down a bit as he took a moment to think before sighing "People really treat their Frauen like this?" he asked in an almost metaphorical manner before shaking his head.

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