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11,263 days it took to love the, Who I Am
Wasted time being clay for foreign
Fraudulent hands to mold me
Let them spit those lies
And asked me to drink
Like it was the polyjuice potion to
Becoming them
I contend
Fight off definitions thrown at me
Put who they wanted me to be
On tips of arrows
Then shot them through my heart
Like poison, it coursed through my veins
Locking the, Who I Am away as it flowed through
I conquer
Tossed out expectations and set them ablaze
Used the ashes to bathe in
And came out a phoenix
I scorched bone for a new me to grow
Let her correct my posture and stride
So, they know Queen when they see Queen
30 years, 10 months, 2 days, 12 hours and 43 minutes
To become the, Who I Am
And
Y’all can stay mad
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