Speak Up Sister
She walks in your shadow and falls at your feet, trying to connect to the rhythm of your hearts beat
She calls you just to say hi and all you give is a Hi five the deeper she gets into this game the more her pain becomes insane, can I, she start over beg be her first card she plays, he looks at her and says was never a start to begin with an that’s what he ends with.
Sharp pain to the chest my/her left hand couldn’t care less, turns tables on him an burns him with words from her soul
Showing him what a black hole looks like, reminding him about his pass showing his black ass…
When did men become so blind, or is it freedom that rewrote your mind, a women’s worth does not lay between her legs
See her/me we can bring life to this earth and take it away just like that by the click of our finger.
It takes a Goddess to run this world and a man to build it for her/me.
So how deep do you want this black hole to be?
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