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Detachments

You sit here & all you see is pain.
Who knew it surfaced through different ages.
Women bounded by a decision of which they chose.
You see them all,
So beautiful straight out mixed cultures and verbs.
 
But you being a woman,
You see the hurt they try to camo.
Some here alone,
Most here alone wondering if everyone else knows.
 
Nerves running bad
Who’s name will they call next
Who judging & who’s contemplating on their next step.
Its not easy being here
Even if you haven’t been called yet,
Your body is unsure as to how more unsettling it can get.
Even if You’re not alone.
You’ll feel alone.
Wondering who’s disappointment will be blessed.
 
I mean you’re a big enough failure right?
Can’t bring something like this home
before you come forth with societies expectations forward.
Lord guide us all as we go through this,
We have all made mistakes and we’re just trying to live with it.
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