you didn't ask, for anointing
sure didn't want to be on point
didn't see why it needed to be
but we did
quietly, you make your mark
no transgressions on your part
no transcendence, no parade
rebuffs around every corner
carry on, you beautiful girl
head held high to this bleak world
do your best and leave your stamp
the elegant ones always do
sure didn't want to be on point
didn't see why it needed to be
but we did
quietly, you make your mark
no transgressions on your part
no transcendence, no parade
rebuffs around every corner
carry on, you beautiful girl
head held high to this bleak world
do your best and leave your stamp
the elegant ones always do
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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