The Perfect Present Poem by Qeeony Luv

My present is one of that can fully justify the amount of patience,
The thought of my aptitude has the sensation to break or mark you,
When my eyes pierce in your physique,
You were thunderstruck,
When your luck has run out and you tell people it's nothing,
When I know it's something,
Yeah you want to know how I found out,
Because I know more about you than you know of me,
It's sad because, the crazy everyone is the more powerful I get,
Intuition is what my gift is called watch out because I'll use it on you.