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Sincerely, A Queen


A tunnel of loneliness I'm coming from. Once had tunnel vision, And I was running from The own beat to my feet The very tune of my own drum. Until I realized I can't run And hide From me. Why free Me From captivity When I'm seriously Already free? Already through Trying to fight What I've been through. I'm accepting my battles, Not regretting My views. It's no news That beauty is pain. Don't get the blues When they try to Tell you you're vain. You're truly A soldier And they can't judge when Their own mirror is stained. You're bolder than any fear Buried deep inside you. Don't stop loving and fighting, Righting And not hiding From everything That makes you You. Post script, Be motivated Stay blessed Your drive They can't test. Divinity you're Witnessing All through your flesh. When you begin your search Remember you're already the best.
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