Sometimes I wish I was a man
Make a point better then they ever can
I can make and break things
Not just cook and bake things
I don't want to live out history
As another bloody house wife to be
Cause I'm a hard core woman
Living in a world
Where my only expectations is to
Act like a girl,
Well hey now baby
I ain't no lady
You better move over your shakers
Or prepare to meet you makers
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Gulf of Red
PoetryI see roses, carried by the gentle waves in the Red Sea. The gulf, sprinkled with the petals from scarlet roses. Perhaps the blood shed from those who died from legend of the holy bible. To me its just a simple way, to show how much I really do love...
