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Aphrodite’s lament
Am I as beautiful as they say? Or are they blinded by my looks. Sure im a woman, But that’s all they know. That my femininity is for them to behold, My walk talk and glance, All created for them, And them alone. Assuming romance over friendship, Assuming I owe them something— For what? Glancing my way? Being nice? Do my words mean so little to you, That you mistake them for common flirtation? Those words held meaning. Those words reached out, Asking for affection, Instead you silenced them, And asked for connection— Through not the mind but body, For I was never a person, Just a tool you could use. For your own whims, Leaving stains on my skin, Who cares how I feel? I’m just the show, The entertainment— I’m a vase of flowers. With no attachments, Cut for your admiration, Left on display, Perfect in every way- Even Aphrodite feels dismay.
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