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A few words, eh?
I am decidedly not of that ilk.
I am a woman of many words.
Words flow like blood
From my raw fingertips.
Words scratch around
In my brain.
I am a woman
With an SAT vocabulary;
No ten-cent word will do
When there’s ten-dollar
Verbiage to be had.
Call me purple in my prose —
It’s my power color.
Call me florid —
I shall bloom unabashedly.
Tell me to stop?
To hold my tongue?
To still my pen?
I simply can’t.
This is my birthright.
Not your silence.
My words are my choice.