Poetry

Body for sale

Marked

Sold.

Their signature

Tattoed

Onto my

Soul.

A body

Baring

What you

Think you

Know.

The truth

It is

right here

Shown.

Right down

To the starved bones.

But the eyes.

Look at the eyes.

Look.

It shows their lies.

All of me

They took.

To reclaim my soul

I scorched them.

Their names,

Their remembrance.

I singed off their ownership.

I burned

Their

IMAGE!

Until…

Soot.

My life is no longer

Their parody.

My body no longer

Their symphony

My soul no longer

Theirs to keep.

No longer their slave

I set myself free

With

A simple

Ceremony.

Because…

I

Am not

That girl.

And…

I never was.

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