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Apr 2015
My black is my beautiful.
It doesn’t matter about the shade of my
Skin,
Or the length of my hair.
It doesn’t matter to me who whisper and
Stare.
My Black Is My Beautiful.
My soul sisters lets reunite.
Let’s take apart of this wonderful night.
I want to get naked and live
Life.
I love my black,
And yes,
I mean that.
From skinny to fat;
My Black Is My Beautiful.
My lovely curves, and full lips.
My big nose, and wide hips.
If you seen a skinny lady,
I bet you couldn’t grip;
My Black Is My Beautiful.
Now listen my soul sisters,
And let’s sang our favorite song.
Let’s hum,
And laugh,
Talk,
And smile,
Cause God made us all.
Aren’t we all equal;
To rest of our people?
Yes,
Cause,
My Black Is My Beautiful.
So snap your fingers,
Along with the beat;
The sound of my words,
My soul sisters can you feel the heat?
No need to speak,
And say a little greet,
Cause in due time we shall meet.
My Black Is My Beautiful
    

                                                                             Marci H.
Marci Ace
Written by
Marci Ace  F/Jacksonville,FL
(F/Jacksonville,FL)   
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