Anomaly

When I say
hues of gold and
pinkish flower beds
are not as appealing as
the gloomiest of grays
or bloodiest of reds

and that
the humming of engines
at a race reminds again
of adrenalin
traveling as well
through MY veins

and when I consider
a few moments of
lighter bites
over sleepless nights
of useless fights

You have every right
to taunt,
tease
or blame
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But am proud
for not being
yet another DAME!