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MY SKIN, ALL THE PLACES I HAVE BEEN DADDY WAS A SLAVE THE SWEAT AND BLOOD HE GAVE TODAY I AM SURE HE TURNS ON HIS GRAVE ... POVERTY CAME TO MY LIFE LIKE A WAVE DESTROY'D MY HOME, HOPES I TIE MY NECK WITH POISON AND COMMON ROPES IS IT REALLY A CHOICE? DO I HAVE A CHOICE? WILL YOU LISTEN TO MY VOICE... OR WILL U SEE MY SKIN THE WORLD CONTINUES TO SPIN HATE THE BODY I AM IN IS BIENG BLACK A SIN MY SKIN,.. LORD HELP ME, MY SKIN!!!See More

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Date: 4/21/2012 4:50:00 AM
Excellent write and a reminder to never judge a book by its cover. Judge it by its contents. Enjoyed the read.
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