I had to count on your pride…

I had to count on your pride. To lie, steal, deceive, and ultimately mislead me N2 your arms. I knew eventually the real you would appear. So I set the bait, and smiled when you made awful jokes. Opened up when you prod and poked. Concealing my desire to vomit from your unabashed arrogance. Often time I wondered if you even listened to the words that you released. Yet I continued to hide shame and disgust. I even smelled your jealousy no perfume can hide that musk.


MY DADDY TRAINED ME WELL, He said – Daughter Nvite your guest WE would love to meet him.  – I bowed before Daddy King and walked to the outer gates to go get the prideful one. Be4 we returned to the Royal Court my handmaidens approached and requested my presence behind the veil. I briefly looked back as we walked away and I shivered. JUDAH #tribalarrival My Daddy King and HIS PRIDE arrived to meet mr pride halfway. I never seen mr. pride again and for that I say fare thee well.

Proverbs 16:18 (KJV)

18 Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.

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