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SHADDY LOVE SHADDY BITCHES.....


Never thought id be able to move on from years of misery and being placed on hold

Deep within im like is this really my friend that has done me bold

Why God why i ask though i know im not suppose too say

Standing tall trying to be strong and keep the tears from faling from my face as i quickly

wipe them away'

Rejection has always been something ive been used too in my life as long as ive lived

People see the smiles on my face but really dont know there hidden tears

Cause my family members have always made me feel as if  individuals were more 

important than me i didnt deserve real love nothing......

But i know i was born into this world to love and have a husband too hell can i have a

mate sumthing ?

But i keep hope alive and pray for the best and not listen to my enemies

Because one day deep down i know they gone be my friendimies

It feels like at times my life is set up to fail and never be happy with a man

Cause im able to provide for myself and others and all they can offer is being a man's 

number #1 fan

Woman are so jealous out here in the streets they hate to see a pretty face

It makes them mad to where all they want to do is take it all away from you in your life

hell if they could kill your life they would and you'll be gone eraced.....

I've never gave a fuck about the next woman or what she had to take it away from her

Hell them be the females walking around hating but they the one sporting expensise

furs..

I gotta wait to buy what i want and need all the time.

And they hating on me when i gotta nigga that cant give me a dime.

Why this world so fucked up in the head.

And then people question why motherfuckers end up dead.. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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ruthucc

Just me always , me myself and i thankful to God in life for blessing me to be me.. The world 🌎 may always try to break you but when God knows the heart of the pure hearted were always blessed and highly favored in the sight of God.. So im happy to share one of gifts of poetry with others in hopes it helps and heals..

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