Libra

Her God was balance. Her devil was hate. Her eyes smiled as she walked life's runway. Modeling she poses for the sky to see praying wishing and hoping she ends up being the women she's sees. Looking into the the future has done it's bite addicted to the craving she sees nothing else in sight. With the will to fight she believes. An as her heart grows she conceives. Birthing the symbol of ambition. She stays in rhythm and listens.