The Woman I Will Become, by LaLa
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To some I am considered bold
The true image of confidence
Nature's form of perfection, no coincidence
Unto few my heart should I render
For me you'll walk the straight and narrow
An intelligence unmatched, refusing to surrender
Sweetness from my voice beckons tomorrow
A jewel, ageless beauty, a feast to see
Symbolic of strength from the past, hope for now
A catalyst for birth, without me no world to be
I am Woman, yes Me.
LaLa Curse
12/9/04 |
Posted: 2006-01-25 04:04:53 UTC |
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