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Poem #321

You are giving yourself out.
You put a bow on your head,
turned yourself into a gift for
the one who would like to take you.
You just want to be something to anyone
in order to feel like a someone.
Do you value yourself so little?
It’s sad you do not know your beautiful
soul is a gift that keeps on giving.

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