Pride of my Clothes

We live in a society

Where bare flesh are the

Pride of a woman’s confidence

In a time where innocence

Amount to nothing and

My eyes bleed and soul

Wounds of the constant

Images of flesh

Paraded as trophies

And the look of young girls

Faced with the idea

That flesh equals beauty

And brains and integrity

A resounding empty echo

My flesh is a thing of beauty

Brought to light in the

Pride of my clothes

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