So, you dislike me?
Even though I haven't done a thing to you...
That's crazy..
That's how we?
Act between one another?
You're susposed to be my sister
Well, from another mister...
But
Seems to me
That a beast is where you were breeded...
I never needed you..
Must've just succeeded you..
If that's tha case then
This is a slap in my caramel face...
Haha
Crazy...
I'm Guilty of just being
An African daisy...
My
facade
of
caring
About opinions of others is counterfeit..
It don't mean spit..
To be honest,
I'm
Just, really over it...
However,
your likening to my actions are treasured...
Much respect...
We all know that the masses can't understand the light of glory...
Mic Check..
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Author:
Jay Arcane (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 14th, 2017 17:43
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Comments1
Ooh I am digging this poem here missy. Upon reading I noticed some witty boldness. Which in fact is a great counterpart to help momentum your poem. I also detected your words could be an actual stage performance. Like a slam poetry place. Other than that it was very touching and said a powerful message.
Wonderful.
Thank you. Im humbled.
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