an old myth
Poetry Green Black Tales Poetry Green Black Tales

an old myth

…I awoke, a dead owl upon your threshold

I am the old myth

That rises and sets

Yet, a foreshadow of darker days.

I am the shadow that hides in light…

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The Woman With No Soul
Omoyza Icha Omoyza Icha

The Woman With No Soul

Have you seen the woman with no soul?

A bitch in heels is what you would think I know

But this bitch has a story you and I know not

The story of how she got the title 'A woman with no soul'

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