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Fifty, Fifty, Fifty A writing challenge for myself is to create fifty poems, fifty essays, and fifty one-shot stories, every single prekeng day to make it a hundred and fifty days of honing my skills and giving sparks to my interest. Here's the deal...

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07 - I'm a Girl

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by Rigggell

by Rigggell

I may not have the long hair with the sweet scent of vanilla

I may not have the dresses, the slits, the tiara

I may not have the voices that will melt you

But I am still a fragile flower that needs some sun too

I may not be those who flicker their eyelashes

Those who have fair skin, camel legs, and curvy patches

I may be the one who eats two times as you

Or my size can fit us two

But can't I be considered a woman?

Because I can't be what they can?

Oh what a dark world we live in that has the audacity to pick
what light they want

I am a woman

I can pick a fight

I'm a woman

I don't need to be beautiful to be love

I'm a girl

Who seeks what I don't have

But I'm a person

Just like you

Bow to that

As I bow too