Author: dundas25
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To Be Black
April 20th, 2020 To be black is to be Human Present Accountable And accounted for To be bold, brave and beautiful Being black is to be Alive Cause they look at us as if we ain’t breathin Oppression… The very oxygen we have being PRESSED out of the very bodies they beat To gasp the…
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The Undeserving
When you try forgetting him but you can’t Remember he was never really all thatRemember he loved to talk .TO. you but never with you And when you would text him he would never reply back The best time to get his attention was drunken nights Saturdays to be more exact And although you’d always find yourself looking in his…
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Mamma Poem
My mamma Oh my mamma is like that of wind She knows how to make you feel kisses from a distance Take a falling leaf and let its veins write you a love letter Oh my mamma can speak to birds She makes sure they say good morning from my bedroom window everyday Let it be known…my mamma don’t play And on…
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Kit Kat Love Poem
I want a kit kat kind of love The type of love where we are still a single unity on our own. Still good separated Even better to be shared But known to be together I want to feel like I’ve been dipped in chocolate Devoured like I’m rich We are to compliment each other Our love is to be paired with wine Feel…
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I Need You To Know Poem
To the people who say they love me Please stop asking how I am because I hate lying and somehow it still shocks me you have to ask I need you understand the person you fell in love with has died She is gone Know that who I am now is someone you will not love easily Someone that will…
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Check Yourself Poem
To the boy who said, “I’ve never fucked a black girl before” As if the spreading of my legs has anything to do with my race As if the melanin make up in my skin is a deciding factor of worthiness for love I am not an exception I am exceptional I am a curly haired goddess who just learned…
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The True Magic of Christmas
The True magic of christmas December 22nd, 2018 As I lay in the comfort of my home, surrounded by family during the holiday season, I can’t help but feel warm. This is one of my favorite times of the year, because for me…it is when I feel the most present, while reflecting on the past,…
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The Language of Love
The Language of Love October 26th, 2018 On a late Thursday night I decided to watch a romantic high school movie. Of course, it was filled will drama, confusion, laughs, and love. Though as I watched, I actually enjoyed it. It was the first time I watched anything related to high school and love and…
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Loneliness Doesn’t Discriminate: An Ant’s Perspective
Loneliness Doesn’t Discriminate: An Ant’s Perspective October 11th, 2018 I recently read an article that socially isolated ants die at younger age than ants that are surrounded by others; that an ant will die quicker when lonely because it doesn’t know what to do and its body forgets how to function. It got me thinking…am…
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The Art of Silent Commotion
The art of silent commotion October 2nd, 2018 As important as it is to find someone you can talk to, it’s just as crucial to find someone you can sit in silence with; have a shared sense of comfortability. The moments where no words need to be spoken because your presence already speak volumes. Love…