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The Forgotten Girl
There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true. No sense of direction or means of success. A cautionary tale for men with no clue. With icy tone skin too pale for beauty’s cue. Thin lips in a frenzy too weak to impress. There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true. A modern-day old maid hiding in plain view. Dwelling in the shadows her heart can possess. A cautionary tale for men with no clue. Her bright swollen eyes that you can see right through. One spare dusty tear full of ache and distress. There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true. Shades of cruel shame she once breathed is all she knew. Longing for a kiss and a lasting caress. A cautionary tale for men with no clue. The death of her lost soul she blames all of you. But I see beauty in her broken progress. There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true. A cautionary tale for men with no clue. *I wrote this poem on January 5, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 5 and the prompt was: Write a villanelle poem with A- rhyme “few” and B- rhyme “press.”
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