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Oh black girl Some call you a blackberry Some say the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice Some call you chocolate Skin filled with the dark brown essence of beauty Some lack the eyes to see your beauty Some call you a kiwi polish Undoubtedly you keep on polishing our lives Some are clouded by the fine texture of ultramel They forget that you’re caramel Let the melody of your voice be the creator of good vows For your beauty makes everyone bow Oh black girl Hazel eyes So dark brown they never go without creating an arc of a smile on our faces A beauty that is so real and so tantalizing Some people choose to turn a blind eye on you But babe you’ve got us running behind your back Voice so welcoming like a morning chirping bird You’ve suddenly turned into a bed of roses A woman full of strength A woman that brings turnt A woman that is usually undermined A woman that is a mine of gold A woman that never ages easily, no matter how old. Boldness is your middle name Whilst others aim to acquire yellowness Your aim is to remain cocoa-colored Nut brown Bronzed Unbleached Forever unleashing your extravagant cuteness A woman that has forever stood strong A hard worker A hero A pure beauty.
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Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:58 PM UTC
Black Girl
Oh black girl Some call you a blackberry Some say the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice Some call you chocolate Skin filled with the dark brown essence of beauty Some lack the eyes to see your beauty Some call you a kiwi polish Undoubtedly you keep on polishing our lives Some are clouded by the fine texture of ultramel They forget that you’re caramel Let the melody of your voice be the creator of good vows For your beauty makes everyone bow Oh black girl Hazel eyes So dark brown they never go without creating an arc of a smile on our faces A beauty that is so real and so tantalizing Some people choose to turn a blind eye on you But babe you’ve got us running behind your back Voice so welcoming like a morning chirping bird You’ve suddenly turned into a bed of roses A woman full of strength A woman that brings turnt A woman that is usually undermined A woman that is a mine of gold A woman that never ages easily, no matter how old. Boldness is your middle name Whilst others aim to acquire yellowness Your aim is to remain cocoa-colored Nut brown Bronzed Unbleached Forever unleashing your extravagant cuteness A woman that has forever stood strong A hard worker A hero A pure beauty.
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19/M/Swaziland
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:58 PM UTC
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