Dear girl,
don't be sad,
never lose hope,
for ever they say bad.
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Remember then,
By God's grace, haven't they been from
the womb of a mother?
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Let your beauty lie in your Character,
Let your Modesty be,
the answer to their liberal thoughts,
Let the purity lie in your heart .
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Remember, you're
God’s creation,
A Father's child,
Some one’s fate,
And will be the role model for others.
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Never lose hope,
Let the dog’s bark
at the Modesty of a Lioness,
for you know
may how many they be
they can't change the good in you.
For you are the Real QUEEN
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Girl, you are no puppet.
You are not made to entertain.
You are imperfect and should love it—
That you are beautifully whole—
Despite the pain.

Not in batting eyes,
Lies the truth of what a woman is.
It’s in the red she bleeds
And in the dreams her wounded heart keeps—
Aching to be perfect, yet
Unknowing, brings life to earth.

She needs no angel hair or curves refined,
Nor tall, nor petite must she be.
She is the soul that breathes life,
Not the heart that seeks validation,
For she is heaven’s whispered gift,
A light that lifts, a spirit swift.

"TRUST yourself and move forward rather than longing for people to trust you."

Ripped jeans,
Stripped means,
Why is it you want me
But only in the evening

I dress up I play nice
I smile wide, my lips say "sure"
But you bend my spine a little more
Is this living, or is it war?
And what am I even fighting for?

Am I just the price tag for love?
A discount in the corner of the store,
The half-off story of love you never pay the price for?

But now no more,
No more half-love store
No more spark to take-
When the lights are low

Enough of your mouth-
Whispering your empty heart
I'm no longer your midnight show
The use of my skin you always tore,
I don't want the 'maybes' anymore.

I'm done being the puppet,
Put on the shelf, with a disguise
Not really a lover but not a stranger
I'll take what mine, I'll speak my truth
And from here on out
I am the only one dependent of my mood.

In
Summer ,  
Before the fall
Into resolve
Time has healed.

Chin up
Shoulders back
Powerful stride

YOU!
Have been found

The future is a fiction
Because now is the future
Tomorrow no one owns
Today is all we all have

Whatever your hand finds to do
Do it today
Tomorrow might be too late
So go for all you have inspired before you expire

It is good for you
To bear your yoke today
For a living dog is better
Is better than a dead lion

take two,  
and let  
the cameras roll—  

flip the script,  
you tried to  
rewrite the blame.  

but the lens  
is cracked,  
the angles don’t lie,  

and this story  
won’t end  
the same.  

let’s move past  
the charade—  
acting only works  
until the mask  
falls away.  

we’re both  
to blame,  
but only one  
kept staging  
the pain.  

i could pretend,  
but this is  
the end—  

a close-up  
on the fallout  
of the reckless  
and the brave.  

take two—  
lights,  
camera,  
reaction.  

this is my scene  
now,  
my cut,  
MY flame.  

and you  
can’t steal  
the spotlight  
from me  
again.