It was never a question,

Mahogany Smiles
Nov 12, 2025
1 min read

The metal burned my mind's fortune

A chance to truly fly.

My heart decides to confide In little white Lilies.

Whispering into my linked hands

I've learned,

The wind is too blown away when I pray louder.

I float, in front of crowds, And still

My roots reach deep.

The ground too shakes when

I am speaking.

Vibrates strong enough

To break

The chains that kept me silent.

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