*I call her wolverine cuz she got x-men
Ex men dat only drove her down a dead end
I dont know her but my poem is her best friend
I help her see thru the smoke like corrective lens
*Her first luv abused her verbally; Words cut
Her baby daddy abused her physically 2 she turned tough
That old negro better not pop back and turn up
She dont like the word nigga; Not black; Curse us
*She compliment me on my looks and tell me I'm a nice guy
Both of us lonely lookin up at the night sky
Lay on my imaginar…
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Posted on June 23, 2009 at 2:23pm —
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