For who?
Short Poems
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For Who?
For who?
She asked,
As she stood gazing at the mirror;
Studying her curves;
Her imperfect perfections,
And the outfit she wore and the make up she had on;
This didn’t give her satisfaction anymore;
This last time,
They brought more questions than answers;
She wanted to know why.
© Oganga Mangiti
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