Black on Black Arts Biography

Waking up back hurting.
Sun in my eyes, mosquito bites on my skin I begin to itch.
Swating away flies I get up from my concrete bed.
Bloodshot eyes see blurry in the light from crying myself
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It started with a smile, bright, illuminous like the north star.
Ever present given me hope.
We kissed and nothing else in the world mattered but you.
We laughed hard, we played hard and loved even harder.
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When you get an attitude and you don't wanna talk.
When you get tempermental wit me I just go for a walk.
When life and your job has got you down.
If you need somebody to take it out on.
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I see her from afar
eyes concealed behind shaded glasses
as she touches my heart from up close
Hiding my emotions I deal out a smile
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Open and waiting.
Comforting yet anticipating.
Sheltering and protective.
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