Her True Colors Poem by Misnia Bahri
Her True Colors
Her heart loses a note likes
a broken piano an incomplete
note on a script
her Golden voice
kept mute effects
of a lost soul
she Masters
classic Rock
balled at the
age of 7 long
gone within
time people
knew her rose
of a heart of
a Kindness
an uptown Gal
that wears flat shoes
at work, and A high
heels everyone knew
her name a new
comers not know her.
A true royal at birth
that don't do royal
duty.
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