Insideout
I try to get you to see
More than the outside of me.
Is brown or white... Fat or slight...
Of any endurance or servitude to the soul?
In judgement we still hold
Each Other in a constricting hole
My true beauty and theirs...
Society stole
Give it back!
If only it was not lost in mainstreams mouth
A harsh soulless abyss
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I've moved around a bit in my short 18 years. I currently reside in Atlanta Georgia and will be attending UGA next year.
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