The answer:::...
“In memory of when I didn’t told you.”
I have been the shadows.
Scratches covered,
Black and blue.
My name was a stranger,
A foreigner,
A lost soul.
Burning charcoal was my heart,
A problem,
Just a problem.
Those times,
No time at all.
A wasteland where my eyes were peppered,
Nothing was in place, in and out, making me squared away.
Blue sad little girl.
Rise up today I think a million times to scream out loud, but they shut me up, off, forgotten.
You don’t smile or so they say.
You have nothing.
You can’t achieve that dream.
You are a mother.
You don’t have a husband.
You, oh you’re a pebble in a shoe... or so they say.
I don’t remembered I had a choice to say...
“You know what?”
Fuck off.
KM:::...
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“Don’t know who’s reading, but you have to know that I love you so much and you are so valuable. So rise up and shine!”
KM:::...
