PRETTY MOUTH

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POEM – PRETTY MOUTH

Mouth as pretty as Greek God.

Pouring out gold truffles through a silver pistol rod.

Creating the perfect vision from his old magic hat.

Feeding the lost ones to fill their big holes and make them fat.

Empty words perfectly wrapped to suit.

His beating cold heart is a well hidden attribute.

Sadly I am are aware of the enchanter’s spurious act.

Those fraudulent words cannot make an impact.

I am a goddess in possession of herself.

I’m done so you may now go fuck yourself.

Poem by me @sugaroc
Illustration by @hayden_williams

This is day 8 poem for my 30 day poetry challenge where I write a poem a day for @badgalriri art.

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