Beautiful and pure, godsend
Something from heaven
There is not a scent
To remember here
Taken away and snatched
Placed into broken pockets
It is not truly yours
Her name comes before it
Taken away and snatched Placed into broken pockets Very divine and fearful lines.Coercion of thoughts in womanhood with the mood swings.Very ethereal.Classic poetry here.
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yes, i like this poem, our virginity is something we should be proud of, it's what makes us pure. I like the way you put it, we shouldn't be ashamed! ! ! : P we are women we should be proud.