Nafisa aka Precious

I know I am a precious gem 
I know my impeccable gem is a  rarity
That can't not be reduced to foolery
Of a guy that doesn't know my worth Priceless gem 
That's me
Being auctioned for the highest bidder
In order to claim me for my inner wombman
Fixated with increasing rates,         that cannot be chased 
But more like amazed on         .    how I kept it together 
Forever 
Untill now
Even  though I know the brother     didn't want to bother 
But when he saw 
Me 
My exquisite gem 
Captured his iris 
I know this  
but I still open my plumped lips 
Which he could not resist temptation
But my king knows better you see 
His masculinity flawed my jaw 
As I picked it up from the floor 
To realise soon 
He was the highest bidder which 
Didn't make me bitter 
But made me hand over the keys to my treasury
This poem is about: 
My family

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