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LJ Mar 2018
I will flatter myself at random times just to see me smile,
So that I can keep the promise I made when I walked down the aisle,
These words that I will speak will come from a true heart,
I promise to love and cherish you till death do we part,
In sickness and in health,
For better and for worse,
I know that I will be marrying my first love,
That is if only I could marry myself
LJ Mar 2018
Empty room and I’m the first to walk in
Great opportunity you would think to make conversation
And where to sit is the anticipation
I sit on one end of the room
And they all fill up from the other
While making uncomfortable eye contact
Unaware of how that will make an impact
I might as well of sat in a box
And kept an eye on the clock
Because then I wouldn’t of noticed that no one wants to take notice
Of someone who you constantly ignore
Should I create an uproar
As you continue to be ignorant
But that would just be so inconvenient
A disruption to my learning
And I will not be that stereotypical black person plus
If you really wanted to you would of made an effort on several different occasions
When I would give a gentle smile and it was just put to the side a classic daily evasion
Just goes to show that not everyone is included in inclusion
Especially in an enclosed room
You would rather keep your distance showing a clear separation
I thought they put an end to an apartheid But there was a clear partition
Because i ended up sitting on my own
in a class full of white people making me feel like I don’t belong and alone
LJ Jan 2022
Ladies ladies, let me tell ya!
Letting them think your crazy is better than them actually knowing your crazy
Because when they know your crazy they can predict your every move see,
Your mans probably talking to his bedrins on some Biggie **** like I bet she
“Throwing my clothes out the window so when the wind blows I see my polo’s and timbo’s”

Psssh take the whole fun out of it why don’t you, predicting what I’m mother ******* bout to do
D’uno what scrap that
Say hello to my boobie traps
Now you underestimated me I got to kick it up a notch or maybe three

Now let me think
Hmm I would umm call him around 5 make sure he will be round mine for dinner or a little surprise, I know this may seem a little bit calculating but
I would have the machete ready and waiting

You
See
Love

Don’t take it personally you just ****** me off to a certain degree and by the time you realise that your fine *** is mine and it’s show time, the door, Hm!
it’s behind you but this ain’t no pantomime

Baby where you going this type of crazy is about to be mind - blowing
Literally, or shall I say physically just joking I mean metaphorically or am I? (Realistically)

Eyes darting across the room
Wondering if you should make your move
As i whisper gently “I wouldn’t do that, if I were you boo”
Hahaha
Let’s play a game
Where you find out first hand the level of crazy I am!

See if you can survive to tell your boys about last night
Tick tick Time to roll the dice and turn off all the lights

Hahah okay
You thought I was a little crazy and now you realise your mistake,
You start shaking in your boots like say your inna earthquake
Now your begging and pleading and want to make amends
But by now it’s too late  
So say hello to my lil friend!

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