Black Poetry : just writing in rhyme


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Oct 7, 2003
North Carolina via NY
she loves him that’s no hocus-pocus
but he silly and refuse to focus
just come with derision all the time
like he got tunnel vision to do hate crimes
to someone who cares and then she just stares
he make her cry for no apparent reason
like it adds flavor to his life like spicy season
what’s the point of hanging a love wreath
if behind that door there’s never any peace
I get it you really like the shape of her butt
but for her dude that’s just not enough
please stop playing whack-a-mole
with She soul the hacking
of her peace is really getting old
so is the lacking of respect
and impulse control
look we all have disorders
but just like doctors-without-boarders
we have to perform masterful field surgery
on our minds cut then stitch try to live pain free
with the nonsense wish he’d quit it
searching for a life partner not a critic


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