Engaged

You sleep on me, but you dream fine. You the one who asked me if I wanted to be your wife... but I'm crying while you sleeping it's, not like you don't notice. I'm in too deep I'm just tryna keep my focus. I'm always in my feelings but you still don't seem to get it. Efforts all I ever asked for &' you still ain't fucking with it? Heart hurts red eyes but I got to look ahead. All I'm getting deserve it, I done gave up too much bread. Heartache soon I ain't gone feel it. I done held a nigga down and he swear that he ain't feel it. But when your on top of me taking away the innocence I gave you. That's the only time you see me. When I tell you that I love you, I swear that you don't believe me. All the time, all the money, all the tears, all the hurt. And still you don't fucking know a black womens worth.... 

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Me

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