Natalie Clyne

Why are women forced to be submissive towards men?
Is it true that men are the more dominant species of human?
I think not
As it is women who have been portrayed as this
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I wish I was strong enough to say no
I wish I was strong enough to say yes
I wish I was brave enough to stand up
I wish I was brave enough to back down
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The writer of this poem
Is the best super model
She has long legs
That do not make her toddle
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Fire blared around me
The flames whipping my skin
No where to run
No where to hide
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There stands the boy across the room
The boy that makes my life worth while
The boy I wake up thinking about
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Once you step out of your door and onto mother natures path anything can happen,
Its best to be prepared than brace the force of nature alone.
Never forget no two rivers are ever the same no matter how many times you cross them they are always different,
Don’t make the mistake of assuming you know everything because nature will surprise you.
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As far as I could tell
You were perfect
You seemed normal enough to me
I got to know
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I don’t like to wear
The designer labels in fashion
I don’t like to listen
To hip hop tunes
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Paranoid
Anorexic
Dancer
Russian
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Just because I am old and I am creased, it does not mean that I am gone.

Just because I am young and I am new, it does not mean that I am not there.
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One white stick
One white stick with an orange rim
Inside one white stick
Is a one-way ticket to the grim reaper
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Neck tightening
Breath shortening
Eyes widening
Death quickening
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Who
Are we speaking to when we pray?
Who
Feeds the Earth, forever and always?
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The cold air swaying through my hair,
The frost on my fingertips, I just can't bare.
The dark, windy nights,
Enough to blow a thousand kites,
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The East the West all come to fight,
But not all of them shall return.
For death, for the glory of the Earth.
this is why they go to battle.
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The sand gets trapped between my body, as I roll about on the beach,
But that is the least of my delights.
The eyes of everybody look to the magical rainbow,
Like if they were in some kind of trance.
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A forest of mystery and mallice
A place of secrets and songs
The trees of old encircle the sun and centre the moon
Animals are their children
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Full of charm and beauty
Full of malice and suspicion
The dark eyes of old
Forever watching as the years go by
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Sharp strong eyes watching me
But from where I do not know
I can feel their intense stare
Predicting my next move
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Tears of anguish are what I cry
Every time you stand near by
You look at me with those eyes
How could I know you were living a lie?
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