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My Black Skinned Knees

My black Skinned knees I woke up to this misty gloomy morning with a scene setting unobtainable dream a dream of impregnable God given justice shared in a impartial world never are my emotional scrapes and scratches neutral but are occupied upon this scorched earth have i found that my abuse is but a mirror placed on my caramel brown skin with dancing sugar coated lies that the world can't see due to reflecting lies that blind you with the light of misdirection's to the gifted indestructible young trust not the marked famous or these who are not there yet but find safety in research and know you(r) beautiful enemy

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Date: 4/28/2017 9:43:00 AM
A powerful poem Verlecia. In our world of smoke and mirrors we try to make certain truths disappear, but we cannot 'touch' the pain or the anger. Amitiés
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