So if

midnight black, chestnut brown, honey bronzed, chcocolate covered, coco dipped and beautiful all at the same time, but deeply hiding I am running , running at intense speed, running from the chance of truly showcasing me, pain has inflicted and infected this wound that won't heal, but if I truly believe nohting is stopping me but ME.


 

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