Bring Back the Pin Up

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Bring Back the Pin Up

I was a sexual woman

I was…

Until my consent and its importance,

I was robbed of.

This is the year where-

I rediscover her

In my coven

Friend to friend

My witchy woman tell me how to be-

A proud feminine,

Love bug again

I know, I know!

I will observe you in your glory

Take notes, mimic my old self and copy-

My memory

When i was classy, polite and dressy.

When I was gentle and nurturing,

An old soul in this shell of a twenty eight years young lady.

A fighter the woman in me-

Because at twenty I had a baby

And learned young how to be tender and motherly.


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Don Matthews

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 21:43

Oh Erin, oh Jason I want to
But what will the others round me think?
I can't hold it in any longer
(Don't care if they flush me down sink....)

So there. ?

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Jason Bayliss

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 14:36

Beautifully written Erin, I love the concept of the, "Witchy woman," in you, for me, I always think of it as a mischievous little demon sitting on my shoulder saying, "Oh go on, you know you want to." But much like you, the responsibilities of parenthood mean that these days the angel on the other shoulder usually wins?.



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John Marks

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 13:07

I like the flow of this. A gentle, feminine rap. Much better than all that male growling. John

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