Figura di merda | A Poem

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I watched tears

dry on your face

and I could barely sit tight

I wanted to get back

at the world for you

but you escaped,

you resigned

*

you saw them coming

you urged them to come

daughterfailures

figura di merda

*

and

who

said

that

I

wanted

to

please

you?

*

since I came into your life

all I have done is

unbecoming what you expected of me

*

you villainised

a little girl

and everybody believed you

*

you don’t spill your lies

on the pages that I write on

*

I refuse to put you in a better light

*

girls dolls daughters

hearts out of your chest

*

you begged for something

that you refused to give

*

your absence

and your presence

were detrimental

*

a father’s body

shouldn’t haunt his daughter’s body

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Published by Croque-Melpomene

Author of "Within Paravent Walls". Pentalingual Idealist. Hypercreative homebody. Self-exorcising Poetess. Creator of "Croque-Melpomene" & "Les Femmes de la Décadence". I hold a Master of Arts Degree in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Dissertation: The Decadent in Love with his Psychopomp: Thomas Mann's 'Death in Venice' and Adrian Lyne's 'Lolita') and a Master of Letters by Research in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Thesis: Romanticising Decadence and Aestheticising Death: Women as Projection Bodies and Mimetic Identities in Zola’s 'Thérèse Raquin', Schnitzler’s 'Dream Story', Süskind’s 'Perfume: The Story of a Murderer' and Eugenides’ 'The Virgin Suicides').

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