Fault of Destiny

As a female it is destine to endure the pain of feminism. The

curiosity of Eve will forever haunt the innocent. A normal female

has to go through “The Phases”. The phases of being emotionally

attached and detached. If women are to be treasured, why are some

treated as plastic? Bent...Twisted...Broken...Discarded and form to

something else. Forced to enter a world that one’s self is to weak

to escape from and to daring to accept and stumble upon. The term

“destiny”has a nickname called “honey”. What may seem sweet

can actually be bitter.


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