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Cold Blooded

You slob over brown skin All covered in oil But ignore the bodies coverd in blood You fetishize my curves Biting lips But bite your tounge when it matters Have black kids And hate them for who they are But you date us While raping us Hating us Use us Abuse us And expect us… Continue reading Cold Blooded

Love · Poetry


I can’t understand Why I can’t be loved And it’s ugly these thoughts that keep me down Unable to see the good in myself That I can’t hold my self While tears of self loathing fall onto my own palm But I don’t understand why I can’t find love Because she can And he will… Continue reading Loved