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Behind the makeup: The Platform Behind the Makeup...
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Unveiling The Beauty, Revealing God's Strength. The Platform Behind the Makeup. I know you don’t want to talk about it. You’d prefer not to address. It's a taboo subject that makes people silent and withdrawn. They'd prefer to act oblivious and not get involved. And if you are experiencing it, have experienced it, know someone who has you might be living in denial and you are perfectly fine with that. But there are people who aren’t fine with the issue and I just so happen to be one of those people.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: Momma's Eyes
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. Mumma/ Ma aaaaaaaaammmma/ Momma. Where is daddy/ I say where is Daddy. I seen him before. So I know I'm no bastard/said I know I'm no bastard. Where is that man I once saw in the pictures. Coming home after school, as I pretended to be. Of of his, Sandra, Vanessa, Denise, and Rudy. Wanting in my mind and heart, the love and support he gave and instilled. But I was young and Bill Cosby wasn't mine. Dried up puddles ...
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: Womanhood
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. I want to write a poem that. And I want her to be natural. But not yet permed. I want her to be as powerful as hearing Amiri Baracka recite "Someone Blew Up America". Causing all the white people to feel so comfortable that they walk out. Because it wasn't the niggaz". But let her be in the voice of a woman. Strong/like Black single motherhood. Causing you to sweat. Make it as pretttttiiiii/ as Dottie on Oscar night.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: Untitled
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. His eyes reflected spring sunsets and rainbow filled skies. With each syllable he spoke. I saw life float from him. Our connection read pages of irony. Scrambled across many boards. He made me a fan geometry. Intrigued by the congruency that respired between us. I anxiously wait to surf tomorrow. I know the waves won't be like today's. He was like winter wind. And no winter coat. Could protect me from his storm.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: MY DECLARATION
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. I am a writer. Writing from my experience. I spill from my pages. And watch my soul pour from me. Of worlds you keep. Tucked in only to bring out. On the 10 news. I make contradictions of your headlines. Where you paint the blues. Bringing pictures to life. My spirit flies through the pages. I give you my truth. Because it gives me peace. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Letters Followed by Q. T Merk Muzik * *.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. My heart shines in response. More than Mariah's glitter. My heart pitter-patters from smiley faces in the sky. I am high off my own rhythms. Falling deeply into your eyes. With you I want to surf the sky. Your sun rays cool me. And I'm hooked more than Saturn's rings. Earth is not enough for me. We've already made love. Let's make a galaxy. We forever unite, soaring on comets. Only my love, for you. T Merk Muzik * *.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: Supernatural
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. I feel as if they think. We come equipped with. With all pain and bullshit. We're hit with and swallow. Or maybe Saturn's rings. Circling him as if we were. Created to fit his purpose. We love them so we do. And because we love them. We wear our capes and bullet proof vests. Protecting them against tomorrow's detriments. And the fragmented fears that live on in his nightmares. Causing his cold sweats. I gave to him.
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q: TAINTED
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LETTERS FOLLOWED BY Q. THIS BLOG WILL EMOBODY EVERYTHING THAT I AM. Friday, June 20, 2014. If he thinks about me. Sees me when he's looking through her eyes. Hears my voice when she's calling his name. Feels guilty texting me. And she's beside him. To fill the void of my presence. I wonder does it kill his soul. For him to say good night. When his night is just beginning. While he's laying with her. My mind is constantly spinning. On a rampage, driving me insane. Because I know him. I cover myself for you.