My Hair

Black Willow

she is wild

she is an untamed horse.

she dances in the sunlight

and spreads on the cold grass

when nighttime comes.

she disclaims everybody else's careless opinions.

 

she finds freedom when she burns.

 

she will never cut off

part of her wild being

for somebody's pleasing.

  • Author: Black Willow (Online Online)
  • Published: October 27th, 2026 11:55
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Be your own person and please oneself first comes through strong in this poem Nicely written



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