The True Secret VixensA 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.
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Added on November 24, 2015 Last Updated on February 14, 2018 |

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