Ruby in the Chest

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life

I took an calculated risk of getting my Sh*t together, I'm created to be a different species, I come from a different feather. Some fly south, I fly north, when they fly east, some nights I spend lonely nights in the dark, gathering my thoughts and increasing my smarts, forgetting what was once told to me, I was being retaught. We come with a price that shouldn't be easily bought, some give it all away for free, to the wicked and to the naughts. I know my worth, I know my work, got a full workshop of tools, ready to build from the dirt on up, I now start from scratch, all praises will definitely go up. Bagging a hundred of them things ain't nothing to me, my worst fear is having Yah shaking his head at me and dethroning the King. Being thrown all the cookies in the world from different girls, will never satisfy my hunger of aiming to meet the Proverbs 31 elusive Ruby, that remains the same from Tuesday thru Tuesday. I'm in this world but not of it, might look edible, but I won't touch it, might feel good, might even discuss it, but I won't let a few moments of pleasure ruin all of my Holy Discussions. This Ruby might be somewhere reading and blushing, Sh*t I'm even crushing and blushing. Can't wait to meet you and have an conversation with you, can't wait to gaze the stars and Stargate with you. Can't wait to bring out my telescope and explore your entire universe, can't no longer wait to be enrolled into your intellectual intercourse, I'll be the best student, very alert and very prudent, very courteous and very humorous, always loving and always amusing, not a day of being hurtful and not a day of being using and abusing, because if I do, I deserve to lose you and lose myself for being selfish,...King Qadar Dwon'