Words Of a Feather

See the beautiful sunset in the sky?

The dark orange not conforming to the rest, forming its own sense of self

The orange stands out as well, but independently

It becomes its own identity

There is a slimmer of light orange that connects these shades and tints

The white connects all the girls of the world to one another

The light pink calms the oranges as a beacon of peace and serenity

The dusty pink is the many forms of love in the world

The dark rose pink is femininity – the femininity of those admiring it

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A girl admires the sunset from afar

She basks in the warm sunlight as the sun dims and allows the moon to steal the show

She can only imagine the perfect place for a romantic occasion

At the beach, she could grab her significant one and run down the sand

The sand sneaking between her toes, the sunny breeze pushing the two closer

The sea waving to the two before they have their perfect moment

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Yet this girl cannot indulge in these “vices”

Not in this house

She is trapped in her house for as long as the world could remember her birth

Trapped in the confined, stainless glass

Gazing from afar until she was finally set free to run into the sunset

If she dare step out, she would be faced with consequences

Unable to ever enjoy the everlasting euphoria that is the sunset