by Lakish Campbell

Created on: January 02, 2008

Woman was an experiment on how to be invisible
And when she grew tired of thickening waves of
Silence and the uninterested glances of charm
She made a bargain with a she-devil: Aphrodite
In her most evil, but sympathy in her reasons
And there was light: an orgasm of happiness
In Woman's withered heart and unorganized body
Forever, the pain was gone, flushed from her conscience
Inside she had a seed of destruction, a sort of changeling
In her womb that she did not know about
And definitely would not had birthed if she had known
But of course, beauty is never free and sacrifice
Are bound to be proposed and satisfied with malice

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