power over men and she knew it.
she clubbed
them with
her curves
and hair, her long
lashes. she
made fools of them,
as they reached
for her
skirt, her womanly wares.
all eyes
fell on her.
it was a game
she never lost.
another man, another notch.
then she got
old.
game over.
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