black girls rock
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Dear Magic Black Women,
We love your curls and your curls, your straight hair and your slim figure.
We love your dark skin, your midtone skin, your light skin.
Little brown girl we have a bad rep,
Of having an attitude and snappin’ our neck
And when you don’t feel accepted by the world,
Just remember we are God’s precious girls
they say that adaptation in its prime is simply
assimilation
or admiration .
but I see things as they are and not for how they will be
and what this is,
what they are-- is damnation.
