Hurt, dragged down
Fell in love with the wrong guy
Who promised me foreverWorn out mascara
Dried tears
And a tired faceI put on my make up
Wore my crown
And put on a proud lookI wear my crown
Sit on my throne
And let the man beg on his kneesI am a woman
And a woman is a queen
Who don't need a man to rule with
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Midnight Thoughts ✓
Poetry- a silent cry is the most painful ❝ and here you are living despite it all ❞ -rupi kaur [ Midnight Thoughts - a book of poems ] © reinecoffee .☆。• *₊°。 ✮°。