Just_Me_Kelee

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Ramblings of a slight maniac, heart of a hopeless romantic. Visions of a possible prophet, sometimes i feel that ive lost it Site Rank BRIGADIER GENERAL
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My Fathers Child

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life

Daughter of the Sun.

my skin is kissed with a glow.

My regal voice hums,

roalt beams from my soul.

Hills of our land rolls from my breast.

I am the child of a King;

I am soaring on his wings.

I am my fathers child.

With my thick nose i can smll deciet;

With my strong features im impossible to defeat.

The thickness of my hips preare me to bbirth our future kings,

supple netween my thighs ... flows like aa summers spring.

I wear my harships well, as well as my heart on my sleev...

They prepare me for my next journey ...

Creating in me who I'm meant to be.

I am guided by my fathers voice ... intuned to his spirit...

Gold in my soul, it shines as my father speaks, and i can feel it...

I am my fathers child...

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		Poetiq1der says: Peace and God's Blessings to you and yours...I feel the message you're conveying here younger Sister...Respect poems by this commentor "P.O.E.T.R.Y." WHY2(10) "Out Of The Mouth Of Babes"

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Seeing ones self through anothers perspective can often feel like sand paper on brick...

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Walking Contradiction

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My heart is so full, ...

Cast Aside

Calloused hands and bent backs, we do what we must for th elife we dream of. ...

My Fathers Child

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