To the beauty queen
we are are just peasants
beneath her fragile feet
We have always served
But our voices deserve
to be heard
She's blind
to the truth
That this way too much for me or you
Out of the Ashes we rise
And we are champions
In eachothers eyes.
I refuse to believe
that she can take you from me
Because little does she know
I am ready to fight for my soul.
We are one
and life moves on
and when the beauty queen falls
and we risk it all
I will reign
And show her
what's she's been to blind to see.
That my soul will never be taken from me.
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Give Me Love
PoetryDisclaimer all Poems in this book of poetry are purely and one hundred percent mine. I do not appreciate any copying of any sort