I've left my darkness
In the past,
Those days have passed.
I'm now the light that manifests
In a woman of twenty-one.
Like a flower
Budded and scented
My beauty unrelented;
Such power
For a woman of twenty-one.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 6:06 PM UTC
I've left my darkness
In the past,
Those days have passed.
I'm now the light that manifests
In a woman of twenty-one.
Like a flower
Budded and scented
My beauty unrelented;
Such power
For a woman of twenty-one.
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