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So I sat here for 10 minutes and couldn't get one sentence together Remebering the days when letters would drip into sentences and words would fall into stanzas I'd lay in bed trapped between my composition and black inked pen Oh how I loved the stimulation  The mental masturbation The rivers that flooded my sheets as the written experiences tore deep within my walls The instant pentration revenavating my soul Pleasured and powerless as my fingers were conquested into an obsessive contro...

She was the heart full and loveless chick who couldn't seem to get enough of any type of dick The sweet surrender type who loved it no matter the lick or bite She was the obsessive type who couldn't help but get more the higher the risk the better the score She was the brother finder and sistah sleeper the depth in her eyes could make a god go deeper. Night after night Day after day wrapped in perpetual bliss She sodomized thoughts with her intellectual kiss Despite all the kudos, secret admi...

Is that we stare in admiration or patiently wait for the stigma to digress like the locks of my Sistah's tress? Spectators, we are empty soulless spectators Conforming to the latest and greatest and being baited into a four wall box that houses all of our purities and stigmatizes them with hatred, jealous and suicide... " Suicidal, suicidal..." Yes, we sing of it but fail to acknowledge the reality of its composition. To kill oneself is a disapprobation and blasphemy against oneself worth To ...

Searching for self I found a wealth when I disocered I was black That’s right I didn’t know I was a member of the African-American race until I was 14 I didn’t understand that there was richness in his legacy until I was 19 (Late Bloomer) New age tells us to integrate and diversify our children Releasing them from the bondage of difference and classify as human kind Agreeable and untrue all at once Growing up in a mixed population I was given the option to choose my affiliation Latinos. Rich ...

Am I shallow for putting myself out there? Or are you simply eager participants of an egocentric society?… As I lay here reminiscing rage within my soul Walking between buildings I hear “that’s her” “damn that sexy bitch” “fuck that hoe” But he fucked me; and her; and her, and you don’t even have a clue cuz he kept his schedule error proof with enough time to smile shit and move In the age of protection his erection became my secret obsession Monogamous naively withdrawing from sanity lusting...