marquisha

My Blackness

My black isn't illustrated
Nobody has read about me
My black don't blend in
It's always blossoming outwards
My black is so strong
No it won't fold
It keeps a steady hand
Always holding on
Unless god say let go
Then my black ass isn't moving on
My black isn't scared to die
It's living I fear
Cuz my black got so much hate
But I wasn't a mistake
I love my haters anyway
My Black Essence
Is Excellent
It's the thickness in my hair
The curves in my body
That'll make everyone eyes
Gloss
When I walk by
Now I'm memorized
In my blackness
You cnt deny me!!

 

  • Author: Quish (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 18th, 2018 09:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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