Concentrate
My dear sisters…
Who are queens…
Never, never, stop your dreams…
Concentrate on you…
For there is a queen…
Within begging to be set free…
Have a mysterious kind of…
Obsession for yourself…
Let your self-esteem penetrate…
Your whole being…
For you may…
Just may…
Be out your league…
For most guys…
Who can't realize you are wise…
You need to know…
That a wild heart can…
Be broken…
So therefore become the…
Token…
Put aside the b.s. and joking…
Your future you cannot…
Be choking…
You are by far…
A better woman then you were…
Yesterday…
This new time is right…
There is a new president in town…
Just think…
The world is changing…
And you know you are a queen…
This is that moment…
Give your wings room…
To fly…
So what, he is cute…
And he winked at you…
Ask yourself this…
Is he really ready…
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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