I'm Not The One

I've slowed down and live my life right but I am not the one for you to stereotype. What can I do to reassure that I am not the one to be  belittled by you...

My love is sincere, my love is definitely true, I'm not the one to blame and pay for the past things that were so badly done to you. 

These are a few words I decided to say only because I have a bit of love I'd like to share with you. One day this message will be more than just thought because deep down inside I know I am am the good woman that you want.

THIS IS A LIE

Seeing with your ears is gossip

 Adding to what you heard is an innacurate elaboration

 Denial by refusing to omit the truth is falsification

 Character is not defined by adding a “title” (Dr., Coach, Pastor, Chief, etc.)


Playing the victim when you have created a victim is inhuman

Judging someone for what you do in private is hypocritical


Convincing others to believe a disguise is deceitful

Speaking the truth is NOT hatred


Modifying the truth is a lie

The key word in lie is sin

 

Asking for forgiveness is twisted

BRAND NEW

Friends as children, inseparable as teens, stray apart as young adults and onto our separate ways. I move a few states away, off to L.A. You? Just a short drive, maybe 6 hours of the day.

All grown up, I can't stand your new ways.

Look down upon those who didn't leave and don't live like you do? Just because you left does not make you BRAND NEW.

What you don't understand and have come quick to forget, Don't you remember? You were that chick...Back home they weren't exposed to the same things as you. THEY still have struggles, perhaps not as bad as you.

"They stuck in the '90's, they feed off drama"...Hold up! Don't they refer to you as: "Hey...There goes tha homies Baby Mama"? Five kids and a couple baby daddy's you went through. County checks and don't forget, you once lived off food stamps too. Reality check; isn't it true? A few of your kids don't even live with you? That fact alone should make you second guess this pretend status of acting "BRAND NEW."

At one point I began to mimic EXACTLY what u do. All because I moved away, I contemplated being just like the BRAND NEW you.  Thanks to the phone calls telling me precisely what you do, soon enough I realized that I'm feeding off of the negativity you. Then it dawned upon me... I can't stand the BRAND NEW you.

FORGIVENESS IS TWISTED: FORGIVENESS IS TWISTED

FORGIVENESS IS TWISTED: FORGIVENESS IS TWISTED

IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED

Some say beauty is the way she carry's herself, others say “BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER”, namely both are true. . .

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IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED
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Is beauty defined by the even arc of her brows and soft color of her eyes as you study her face dimmed in the light? Is beauty defined by the length of her hair as it flows evenly across the flawless highlighted tone of her golden bronze skin…Perhaps beauty is simply defined by the smooth curl in her luscious lips within her mesmerizing smile…

Is beauty defined deep in a secret thought as your strong hands gently caress the size of each breast? Do you define beauty by the way your erotic touch continues to slither down south only to glide transversely across the voluptuous curvature of her hips...

Is beauty defined by the firm grip of you in-between her thighs as you release; or is beauty merely the thick shape of her legs and the silhouette of voluptuous hips swaying off in the distance as you seize the last glimpse of her graceful shadow before it disappears?


IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED when the arc of her brows narrow to a V and the shape of her eyes turned inward as the soft color turned black to uncomfortably pierce through you like the painful slicing of glass breaking off into your foot…Or when the pre-dimmed light shows the heavy makeup made up to perceive a flawless highlighted tone over her blotched broken skin…Perhaps beauty is still defined when the smooth curl of her luscious lips opens to speak and divulge in words of foul language while vocally making a revelation that the fathers of her 5 children are unknown…

IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED once the affects of brown liquor hit and your slithering erotic touch moves down south to glide transversely across the voluptuous curvature of hips as she maintains a firm grip and you engage, only to release in-between her thighs..Perhaps beauty is defined when you gently pull out and grab on the flowing crown of soft hair only to reveal the detachable weave exposing an uncompelled disarray of naps, tangles, and kinks…

IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED after you open your wallet to deliver payment for services rendered and watch the poise within the thick shape of her legs and silhouette of voluptuous hips as they sway off into the distance while squinting at the last glimpse of her graceful shadow before it disappears…

SO, IS BEAUTY STILL DEFINED?