4:22 AM

I can careless about the whispers

Spewed from the bitter Mister

Who missed his turn

The hardest lesson for him to learn

Is to watch who you burn

But now youโ€™re piled in an urn

Creamy from the churn

Nothing more than you deserve

For the audacity & the nerve

From you & your flock of birds

Homeless-ly settled on the curve

Oh, I heard about you but I didnโ€™t believe

You are the one; an undercover thief

Caused so much emotional grief

Thatโ€™s why the heaviness I release

& Ima keep this shit brief

Thank you for putting me out

Because I didnโ€™t have the courage to leave.

By Orisha Sevyn

Divine Spirit | Mother | BS | MBA HR + PA | Spiritual Leader | Greetings! I am here to speak my truth & resonate w/ those who need a little Moore guidance. ๐Ÿฆ‹โœจ

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