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the young black child goes to school with its head hung low
feeling worthless and life missing its glow
11 years 1 month ago
Too often, we are judged by the color of skin,
and sadly, we are not judged by what we hold within.
11 years 1 month ago
I am strong
for nine months, I carry the gift sent from heaven
I nurture and care without greed
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
People say that the color of water is blue, black, or sometimes green.
They try to make it seem like it has a color.
11 years 1 month ago
the words i use flow through my veins
and the vowels i pronounce are my red and whites
11 years 1 month ago