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What She Means To Me-Male Masculinity

I'm sorry for ever calling you a especially when it was usually a argument about something I did & you asked me to switch I had it confused I didn't know your significance to this Earth now I know you came & come first I had to walk through the fire & confront my own demons but it was too late when I woke up & realized I was dreaming You were gone & you took everything good that was in me I was misogynistic but that's all that I knew how to be you were truly the best thing that ever happened to me Im ashamed of the amount of disrespect I displayed you are the temple that should be on display not only do I want to hold your hand but I want you to see me become a better man I'll lay my life down to protect your crown & as long as I succeed I'll rest in piece in the ground I really feel like the black woman is my God and savior if I had Mansa Musa gold it wouldn't be enough to pay you I owe you every breath in my body & every beat of my heart I have a lot of repenting to do so today I'll start I should have never called you out of your name I should have never made you a unwilling participant in my games I should have never projected my insecurities on to you now that I'm wiser I realize that was the coward thing to do I should have never intertwined my soul with another woman and come home to you transferring those spirits is a dangerous thing to do I'm sure you'll read this & think of the things I left out but I hope when you read it you'll see now what I'm about the disrespect stops here & anyone who continues should feel fear you are my Queen & will be treated as such I am your soldier any insurgents that dare to touch will bow at your feet when I put the in the Cobra clutch I love you so much #VIEWSFROMTHETRAP #POEMSROMTHETRAP

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