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My Color

(fact) My color is as French as my native blood line. You could try to rearrange it all you want it will Never be the other blood line. My birthday name is as French as my race French line You could try to rearrange my name it will never be a Part of that other blood line line. If you so much into the other blood line All you have to do is do what you do best And be with them but disrespecting my birthday name And trying to make me be a blood liner that I am not It will never happen. it just shows how low you really are. I am not desperate for your attention. It's bad enough I didn't know your existence I still move on with my life as you never matter. For that's who I am.only me and my son that matter.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Book: Shattered Sighs