Dear Mom,
Your path and sanity violated by those who seemed to be innocent.
[My body and sanity violated by what seemed to be innocent men.]
Looks of ideal cannot and did not match the external energy.
[Looks of disgust cannot match my forgiving heart it is like a permanent mask.]
Miracles into mysterious darkness hovered over your guarded body.
[Demons into mysterious darkness hovered over my vulnerable body.]
Analyzing and revolving your mindset of what you know you’ve desired to have.
[Analyzing and revolving my mindset of what they thought was uncanny.]
Your brown coils prevailing your tresses.
[My brown coils prevailing my tresses.]
Your rich skin absorbing just enough.
[My caramel skin absorbing just enough.]
Anxiety, depression and rejection.
[Anxiety, depression and rejection.]
Predominantly molding you into a Queen.
Adjusting your crown so it shall not descend into the intolerant hands of those wishing defeat upon you, Mom.
[Predominantly molding me into a Queen.
Adjusting my crown so it shall not descend into the intolerant hands of those wishing defeat upon me.]
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