Weapons.

cynthiafoustvenner
Mar 12, 2021
1 min read

If beauty is a virtue, I possess many merits.

If intelligence is a weapon, I am locked and loaded.

If the ability to love is a munition, I am fortified.

I am ready for war, and possess all the right arms.

Ready to show my truth.

Welcome to show my beauty, my future, my embracing qualities.

Loving, independent, curious, ferocious.

Giving, adoring, valuable.

Done with mediocre. Ready for incredible.

Prepared to be incredible.

Knowing I already was, I just needed a reminder.

I got one.

Here's yours.

Xoxo,

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