pretty / poem

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I AM NOT DELICATE
I AM NOT DAINTY
DO NOT CALL ME PRETTY
DO NOT PRAISE MY LOVE

I AM BUILT FROM PAIN
MY BONES ARE IRON
MY TEETH ARE BARED
MY BLOOD IS BOILING
I WAS BORN WITH CLENCHED FISTS
AND I WILL SWING

LET ME TWIRL IN A DRESS
LET ME HOLD HANDS WITH A GIRL
BUT DONT YOU DARE CALL ME PRETTY

BECAUSE PRETTY IS NOTHING
I AM BRAVE
I AM A FIGHTER
I HAVE INHERITED CENTURIES OF SUFFERING
JUST BY BEING BORN WITH A VAGINA
JUST BY LOVING THE SAME SEX

I HAVE STEPPED ON MENS SKULLS
I HAVE SANK MY TEETH IN AND NOT LET GO

I AM A FORCE OF ANGER
I AM A FORCE OF LOVE

BUT I AM ANYTHING BUT PRETTY
ANYTHING BUT GENTLE

CALL ME CLAWED
CALL ME FERAL
CALL ME ACHING

I WAS BORN WITH CLENCHED FISTS
AND I WILL SWING

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