On the prowl

On the prowl

A Poem by Black Rose
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Untamed, and wild

Born a graceful child

Living the life so gracefully

My dreams are growing as big as can be

Negativity is always knocking at my door

I will not answer anymore

Staying positive, always on my toes

My sad story stays hidden, know one ever knows

My chains and shackles could never hold me down

A woman, on my own, I wear the crown

No jewels, no gold, no silver at my feet

Just a simple smooth heart beat

judge me if you wish, there is not point here

I start my own engine, I put it into gear

My standards are remaining above the sea

A Lion, a tiger, a ferocious feline, I am mentally

Letting down my mane embracing my growl

Move out of my way, this girl is on the Prowl

© 2013 Black Rose


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Added on May 1, 2013
Last Updated on May 1, 2013
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Black Rose
Black Rose

Detroit, MI



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I am young and determined writer. I have aspirations and goals of making a career out of it. I would love to become an editor or work for a famous magazine. or even a teacher. I want to eventually pub.. more..

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