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This Is My Body


My name is Bryanna. I am a strong black women and this is my body. This body is my temple. It is made of thick skin and i thrive here. It is short beautiful and wise and it feel like it can go through anything its put through. I know this body like i know every line from Kevins Heart comedy “Let Me Explain”.my body is not yours to keep. It is mine to thrive, mine to feel, minee to build, and it is a gift from god. Do not feel, touch, look without my permission.do not talk about my body without involving me in thr conversation. And do not assume that i am not a virgin based on how it looks. This body has survive through getting hurt and feeling alone. Which makes me an expert on LIFE!!. I know many people dont care cause my body isn't theirs. The best advice i can give you is to mind your buissness and dont worry about what the hell i got going on. Someday this body will be happy, will overcome its fears, and become stronger than ever. m y name is Chyna. I am black, i am loved, and i am me. This is my body, and i choose to make it my, poetry.
 

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