I'M BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS

You garnisheed my mind and exploited my femininity. Everything dear and personal you tarnished.
Every chance you get you refuse to let respect be mine.
I get raped; it's my fault.
The law says, I begged, pleaded, wanted, and asked for this assault.

Now, you think I'm stripped of my dignity. You are relaxed, feet propped up...gloating over your would be victory.
A smile on your face that tyifies impregnable peace.

Suddenly, I rupture your realm just by being a woman. I emerge with innate pulchritude, my visage singing aloud.

I'M BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS.

Flowing from within strength cultivated by suffering induced.
My taskmaster, the political world, social world, economical world and the world of marriage.
Most of all a man"s world.
I carried these worlds upon my shoulder.

I'M BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS.

My stamina decorated with a garb of gentleness.
My emotional me stabilized by flexibility.
My weakness sheltered by perfection.

I'M BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS.

I meander thru life created by men for men.
I flaunt my success, I'm not a replica.
I hold my head up and shoulders back.
There is nothing, I lack.
I have the most valuable riches deep within.
I know it now...My life begins.
I AM WOMAN " and,

I AM BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS!!

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