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She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone i know i know... mercutio was talking about me

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

People change???

The bouncing baby swathed in the wrong colours coz she was supposed to be a he
The speech that seemed so full of question and exclamation marks

The mummy’s girl who believed God saw all- but negotiated terms from time to time
A short eye-opening stint away from home turned the gay extrovert into a hardened introverted pubescent;

Could only move into typical rebellious adolescent, yes?.... wrong! On the contrary
Disenfranchising courtship with religion, turned to cynic realism

Years flew by and the goody two shoes mask erodes; glimpses of another increasing
Is she her father’s daughter or her society’s product?

Change???

2 Comments:

Blogger Baz said...

Her fathers daughter. You are all that you have been.

maybe that means she is society's product then...

5:59 AM  
Anonymous magoola said...

Is this you?

12:40 PM  

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