Be

I’m not the chick that goes to clubs and hooks up at bars just to be seen

I’m the woman reading a book or writing her dreams

No hate to the beauties that feel that’s keen

But remember passed all that shit we’re all queens

All needing love

All needing to breathe

All wanting that touch that makes us insane

Be that woman that becomes his epitome

Be that woman that makes him remember why you’re his infinity

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