That night
Everything you have been keeping inside that has been hurting you
You would let it all out
And you tell yourself your daughter will never feel this way
Never, mba
You won’t allow it
But the next day, you would wake up breathing a different air
An air of reassurance
You would put on a pretty dress, apply your make up carefully
That scent behind your ears, between your cleavage
Nne, they don’t want to know what’s underneath this dress
No longer do you feel hurt
No longer will you carry anger within you
Wearing a knowing smile and swaying those hips
Your process of letting go has just began …
Image : Wynter Gordon. Beautiful face, beautiful voice
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