You turn heads as you pass by.
Strides long, strong with head held high.
A firery furnace engulfs your ever essence.
Giving light and value to your very presence.Your painted dress dances seductively around your legs.
Cuddling close for more "Can I feel more?" it begs.
No concern in your eyes about what people might say.
You carry yourself with pride because God made you that way.You know you have the potential,
Knowing you can do it is very essential.
No one can give you the remedy of self value.
You have to reach deep down deep, I promise you.You have a heart of a lion.
You're your own cheerleader, you're the ultimate champion.
Never letting people put you down.
They're only kidding themselves, they are the ultimate clown.
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The Open Canvas [Poetry]
PoetryThe canvas is now open It is saturated with the remnants of my emotions and thoughts The canvas is englufed with the flames that burns throughout my mind Leaving the ashes behind The ashes that have now been used to paint the words left unsaid Some...