POETRY:
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even if you don’t,
i have some things i wanna say
i love how hard you worked
to get me to this day
im so proud of you
of the path you chose
it’s made this life
beautiful
its made this life
a love
that goes….
on for generations
the first of our kind
im in awe
of your strength
you survived
the most horrid kind….
of abuse
of toxic people
of spells that had you bound
of pain that took your speech
WHO. ARE. YOU.
YES!!!!
i scream
b/c my voice has returned
a prodigal gift from the
you had your own swag
a forever unique
i remember those stares
some confused
some bleak
some stunned
some shriek
your drum
chose its own beat
midnight complexion
even in night you shine
NEVER,
a silent night
NEVER,
again will i
choose to be the
person anyone else wants
the glow
I. AM.
the flow
I.AM
a flower
the personification
of GODS brilliant smile
YOU KEPT GOING
most times
with that
genuine smile
it made it less painful
a bit hopeful
somehow
you sweep me off my feet
i know you felt it
but, the info wasn’t printed aloud
you actually are a princess
the first generation
one of a kind
thank you
for your time
