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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I carry an effeminate soul, yearning for ladylike answers in the night. I carry the reason to be whole, learning delight comes within my fight. I carry the baggage you stole, turning my sight from a womanly right. I carry on my head a bowl, swerving away in spite of my feminine insight. Somewhere between young lady-hood and maidenly I found a bag of blocks, I was tender and delicate like rose petals falling below onto the rocks. I fell in love with a gentleman who turned my entire life upside down, he fell in love with a girly girl who knew he always wanted her around. My sensitivity and worldly class brought sadness into my loving heart, the second I heard it beating fast I knew my soul would fall apart. Deep inside my femininity I held a deep arousing for my womanly senses, I knew that one day I’d break from the heavy heart for all my offenses. Even though my womanish needs keep me falling on my knees, my thought prevails and the garden’s light is all my tender heart sees. My eyes are set on the east while my feet keep walking to the west, I guess that’s the part of a woman who always tries to look her best. Sincerity and empathy are sleeping in the core of my essence, while people pleasing and the need to be happy taught me many lessons. I carry a perfect smile, while my sorrow runs deeply inside. I carry the laundry pile, as my tomorrow’s are wanting to hide. I carry a simple style, as I borrow dreams walking in perfect stride. I carry a small nail file, as I wallow away to the stream I have cried. Contest Name: Animus-Anima--Part 1: Anima Date Written: May 13, 2016 Date Contest Finalized: May 17, 2016 For the contest, Second Chance 4, Sponsor, Broken Wings
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