Blessed One
Do you feel your heart beating
At the center of pressed lungs?
Your former friends…
Thought you stopped breathing
They talk be hide your back
And speak ill of you for no reason
They change faces like watercolors
And switch up facades like Chicago seasons
So when you wake up from sleeping
Don’t believe them
The power of life and death lies in the tongue
Rise like creme! You ain’t done
Screw what they think
You’re a blessed one
Love always, Esha ❤
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