She felt shame
She lost interest in he appearance....
And she hung he chin to her chest...
Shame on her for the things she's done...
If only she could worry about her appearance...
And stop feeling ashamed...
She needed someone to talk to.
I will be updating this every Sunday.
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Sunday Musings
PoetryIt's a collection of my poetry in my own words of my thoughts.Not to be copied
