It’s bigger than beauty but never a sin,
I’m black on the outside but ‘blacker’ within.
Attachments to detach from my origin,
Features that are obvious in my next of kin.
My blood will fight your blood
And most probably win
With a punch and tackle let the battles begin
But it’s not a race war, there’s no violence
Wipe away the fear, leave no evidence.
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Pretentious (Pseudonym) (
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Very creatively written. I see skills here. Nice write. ❤ 💗 💕 😊
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