come out, come out...wherever you are...
If this were 1859, I'd be in my element.
Fie on boys who wish to prove themselves men.
boys do not know what it is that truly makes them into men.
I am beautiful.
sharp, yet somehow softly delicate features
a wry, mischievous smile, sultry when intrigued
piercing blue eyes when crossed
they dance when I find amusement or pleasure
pale complexion birth marked and sunkissed with the sign of a true Irish whelp
i do not tower so as to intimidate, nor do I stand in the shadow of others
hair the colour of a gentle goddess, but firey like my temper.
none shall own me.
none shall tame me.
some may have felt they've broken me to bridle, but oh how wrong they find themselves.
I bring young men to their knees
I carry that key to happiness
the secrets locked behind these parted lips
my unsettling eyes and modest hips
most alluring to many and coveted by all
watch now, darlings, see the boys fall
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I'd like to give a big old Fuck You to certain people from my past and present. I don't need to name them, that is for me only to know. Names hold power. which is why, one should never forget a name.
Chantelle Zoelene Laliberte
I am present.
do you feel that?
can you hear it
its the whispers on the wind.
be prepared,
because
nothing
will ever
ever
be the same.
Fie on boys who wish to prove themselves men.
boys do not know what it is that truly makes them into men.
I am beautiful.
sharp, yet somehow softly delicate features
a wry, mischievous smile, sultry when intrigued
piercing blue eyes when crossed
they dance when I find amusement or pleasure
pale complexion birth marked and sunkissed with the sign of a true Irish whelp
i do not tower so as to intimidate, nor do I stand in the shadow of others
hair the colour of a gentle goddess, but firey like my temper.
none shall own me.
none shall tame me.
some may have felt they've broken me to bridle, but oh how wrong they find themselves.
I bring young men to their knees
I carry that key to happiness
the secrets locked behind these parted lips
my unsettling eyes and modest hips
most alluring to many and coveted by all
watch now, darlings, see the boys fall
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I'd like to give a big old Fuck You to certain people from my past and present. I don't need to name them, that is for me only to know. Names hold power. which is why, one should never forget a name.
Chantelle Zoelene Laliberte
I am present.
do you feel that?
can you hear it
its the whispers on the wind.
be prepared,
because
nothing
will ever
ever
be the same.