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Locks
I’m chopping it off All of it, you hear? This long black hair Down past the middle of my waist Sleek and shiny with Past defects and Too many wasted bottles of shampoo Trying to cleanse myself of my mistakes It doesn’t work It doesn’t work Split ends that rise To corrupt my roots I tame with vials of conditioner To make the pain easier to run through your fingers He loves to run His fingers Through my Softest pain To twist it around his fingers Easier to manipulate He’s using it against me I can’t lug my history with me Everywhere I go Brushing it Trying to comb out the exact instant Of my errors I relive it everyday Between each strand of ebony That entwines it’s soft whisper Of my grief I mess up so much I can’t sustain this ideal of beauty Brushing up against my skin Soaking into my pores Filling me up with regret and such a wasted Desire To please Him All I ever wanted was to be beautiful for you, baby But I’m chopping it off All of it, you hear? This long black hair Down to here Letting go of raven haunts, lost loves Million dollar tears Each strand of ebony That is lacerated That cascades to the floor Gives me liberty And I let go because All I ever wanted was to be beautiful for you, baby
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