' 'fear' 'anxiety' 'loneliness' 'family' 'moving on' 'positivity' 'scholarship' 'mother'
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Boom!!Boom!! ,Then went straight to silence,
Boom!! ,Then strikes again.
Strange roars, lighting strikes.
Showers of rain comes through and pours.
Forsake me my clumsy heart
I have known peace and joy
But held them as a baby held a toy
How foolish a mischief on my part
What would my mother say?
What could she do?
If she new her daughter felt this way?
Empty in her shoes
I wonder if I tried
If my soul could abide
To become more worthy
Of my parents pride
One
My virginity, honey, it's been gone and no, not to the person you think
Two
I am on the brink of losing, loving, and transforming myself
Three
I think you wanna come with me
Three
The stars looked down on me
As the heat of the air kissed my cheeks
Your eyes apprised a dreary story
They were clear, they were deep - those beautiful black discs
I felt a sweat roll down my chests
Birthed in the shackled knees of virtue lay the bleeding heart of my mother
A spirit drenched in heartache and skin carved from the hues of the Earth
