I take a step, and another
For me there is no other
Road, but this...
A woman, to stand on heels
The way it feels...
Stronger then, any man
Higher...
Barely touching the ground, to walk
Knowing, ignoring the talk
Whispers of jealousy, envy...hate
Disregarding chance, tempting fate
To hear...myself.
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