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Masked,  to hide pain she'll never share; searches for help, but it's never there; looking at life likes it's never fair; storm of tears waiting on the weather to clear; home alone in the silence, but she never hears; thoughts and visions that left her scarred; fought decisions to keep her heart guarded; a Nile River streams down her cheeks; a couple drops seems to always land on her feet; pain so deep, it's been hard for her to sleep; she hasn't been checked on in weeks; Masked, wanting love, but she don't ask; thinking no one is worthy of performing such meaningful task; Masked, hardly remembers her unique features; because she's been hiding behind her own theater; Masked, behind is many confusions, questions, and wonder; digs deep within to see what she'll discover.

For some strange, odd reason, she heals in her heels; interchange in them as if the shoes knows how she feels; she says, "A woman can never have too many;" and baby girl got plenty; buys them when she's feeling low and has dealt with enough; if she has to go through a storm, she's like, "fuck it, I'm dressing up;" who knows what she's been through or how far she's come; every step sounds like a marching band drum; no man can walk a mile in them; her attitude like any other pair with many styles to them; she even got a pair to get buckwild in them; Queen even keeps a low profile in them; replaces her pain with a pair of wedges; listen to Jagged Edge's...

We picked up where we left off; my tongue could have ripped her neck and chest off; it's been a long time since she's been touched sensually; the feeling walks up her spine sexually; her body is ready mentally, her vagina hates waiting patiently; toes curling, hair pulling, eyes rolling, and moans; you're breakfast, lunch, dinner, desert, plus more;  she stopped and said, "You don't want these problems" but I think she's the perfect person to have those problems with; quantum's physics is the reason I forgot what a condom is; her nose lights up like I Rudolf her; take a shower and wash the rest of debris off her;  Let's put our melanin skin together to heal each other; let's talk to stare in each others eyes and let our vibrations feel each other.

Her heart broke to pieces Thoughts provoked her Spirits; he cheated, she's livid wondering why these situations are always being repeated; she's frustrated wanting to know his location; blacks out from her reality and became very impatient; feeling her heart rip into pieces, she picks up the pieces and starts drinking; numbs the pain, but her anger proceeds; adrenaline rushing and running like stampedes; as she picks up the weapon, it fuel her aggression; drives off to his place of the deception; walks in hearing the sounds of moaning and bed squeaks; stumbling around the home and pushing over antiques; wasting some of her drink as she's bussing through the door; to see the man of her dreams with another woman with their clothes on the floor; they scarcely hopped up staring at her with the gun in her hand; she feels dumb and mad; aims it at him; pulls the trigger and watch his brains shatter; leaves just to come back to turns the lights off; the other ...

She was beaten the other day by some man that she gave a chance but should've looked the other way to escape her reality, she puts on the clothes of a casualty smokes some heaven on earth just to calm her mentality the boots of travel, the jeans of abandonment the sweater of comfort, the jacket of banishment glasses makes her feel invisible to hide her wounds heart and mind solar eclipse, her sun felt her moon before she leaves she cleans and swept her room sits to think, cries, and wept too soon gets on the train of forgetfulness and wonder watching the city lights of trying to keep from going under haven't heard from her mother, haven't seen her brother never thought she'd feel so alone in a world full of others

Woke up to the sounds of society, staring at her body that I was deep in I get up quietly knowing she like to sleep in you can see the ounces of joy flow through me mountains of our alloy comes to me it's uplifting, knowing that I found someone to share time with share a few on-set-rimes with that type of feeling that'll make your paradigms shift I hear her getting up, I just ignore it the energy she gives, I adore it her mind, I explore it, the essence of her presence makes me wish I had more of it she sneaks up behind me giving me the deepest vibrations a decent sensation when her aura touches my temptations, I get lost in the weakest translation You make a brother wanna sing to you my heart, I'll bring to you

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Wassup wit you, Queen? Can I talk to you? You say, you're in a rush? Well, can I walk with you? I understand, I maybe coming on too strong; but this been going on for weeks and that's been too long; I have to tell you, that day you gave me a hug, I smelled you; and your pheromones got my hormones raging and your skin felt swell too; I emailed you and you haven't responded; where were you established? Oh you're a Sorority girl? When were you founded?  I see us kickin' it, tongue flickering, high off that Dawndra; you're astonish, polished, and I promise; to keep you first and never bring you problems; I'll bring you fresh picked flowers and let my love swim within you, I'm the Black Piranha; Michael Phelps with it, books on the shelf with it; sexual problems, I need help with it.

Nutrient, I love the sound she makes, she's my favorite instrument; Comes out like a stream, influent; I take my time and be gentle, but she likes it insolent; "Ooh, like that," she gets militant; I'm feasting intricate, she's been feeling ambivalent, but this tongue will be her stimulant; Protein, chemical substance no bromine; no bromide, got her losing her eyesight as she gets obscene, something I've seen; the water of life, Earth's oceans; she likes it ferocious, so I go atrocious; blooms like a lotus, tasting her emotions, osmosis, and fibrosis; then it gets explosive, debris dripping down my beard; at first it tasted weird, but I persevered; all I hear is the vibrations from her locked legs around my neck; she felt like she just came from a quest.

Astonished, I mess with her as she tries to put on her bonnet; her natural hairdo reminds me of my favorite haiku got mewondering if I can give her this sonnet; "Boy, quit playing" she said; I told her that "my feelings ain't changing and I'm loving this red; I love your essence, Queen you're body is a blessing and you gave me that elevator love from watching all the buttons you're pressing;" as below so above and our love gets higher; and all I can think of is "damn I really like her;" shaking my head, it's all good when we're breaking the bed; I eat it like that cheese cake from Making da Band; that tasty substance in my hasty stomach, it's like taking my meds;

Delectable, She looks like my favorite vegetable, body caramel, and I read her like a parable; taste like a flavored edible, incredible; a Queen in the sheets, respectable; legs spreadable, stretched out, flexible; I do what I can to get next to you; you all about your happiness and I see something else in you; is it the pain that you keep hidin'? That keeps you drunk driving, riding, and collidin' with fools that don't see you for you; that don't deserve to be with you and, as soon as that's not working out, the person that pops up is you? I have an edge on her whole platoon; the ones that wear black, grey and maroon; get her to places naked, just our warm faces; then we fall asleep in Heaven's womb; in her room, staring at moons; she's wondering where's that fictional man, "is he coming soon?" I want to tell her the truth, but the sun's so bright when I'm here with you