The True Secret Vixens

The True Secret Vixens

A Poem by scarlynn

In narcissist terms, 
I am the omen you fear.
Those gilded Grecian women 
don't know the things that I know.

I am another species -
just as potent and
gifted the same vixen eyes -
my one redemption.

Glassy pupils are a gift,
black eyes are more rare.
They are the only peace treaty 
For girls like me.

Maybe we're scary, 
Maybe we're vain - 
but I promise you'll look for us 
at enlightenment.

© 2018 scarlynn


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Added on November 24, 2015
Last Updated on February 14, 2018

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scarlynn
scarlynn

Canada



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