Improving Women's Rights
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Close your nosy eyes
Open them and rise upward
Stand up for women
red faced offender...
whistle toned disrespect stapled to my thighs,, left from before,,
no, this is not your invite.
Your ribs are screaming at the surface of your skin, your spine like jagged mountains splitting your back
The light in your eyes is hidden behind a film of cigarette smoke and sadness
Every time you turn on the TV
There’s more bad news.
It's so easy to ignore
When it's not affecting you.
People are suffering.
Children are dying.
When justice can no longer win
Girls girls girls
Swirl swirl swirl
Too young to understand
My hand
Her hand
Her mouth
This world
A Scottish perv
My mother heard
