Fanning the flames
They are fans
Not flames
Flames are friends
That love you
While fans
Keep you
Warm in your
Own self love
Friends will
Speak into your life
Fans will keep
The blades moving
Round and round
Till you’re so giddy and dizzy with
That chilly
Self importance
That you
Can’t see
What the flame
Warned you
Would come
Better hop
Off that pedestal
Of pretense
Insecurity thrives
On mans approval
While confidence
In Christ
Needs no vote
Or conniving
The wick
And the wax
Both needing a light
To burn
To be
Necessary.
❤️ Krystal Lynne 
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