inspired by kehlani’s “intro”

You see, I’m a Holy Woman

And some days I’m an Angry Woman

And some days I’m a Crazy Woman

And yet my light beams through the very pores

That breathe life in and out of me,

Because purity does not necessarily mean 

A white gown and false promises before your god

But a pureness of soul, an authenticity of soul, 

That includes both the glorious fruit and rotten decay

You see, my flaws make me a Powerful woman

For how could I ever learn to stand again

If I never fall?

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