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Melanin Popping

You infatuate me with your views

Your body sings Trap Queen but your heart's in love with the Blues

That's cool.

I got an indigo soul too

Lets connect like constellations

As I'm constantly relating you to Roman Goddesses and Egyptian Queens

You're more beautiful than Aphrodite and Cleopatra

You mentally surpass all your peers But obtuse thinkers still come at yuh

Forgive them. They know not who they size

They see your full lips and your thick thighs

Worshiping physical features so your face is often forgotten

They don't notice you got three eyes

Your Melanin Was Way Too Poppin

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Anti-Society
Published
Mar 11, 2016
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13·101
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Dedication to my Melanin Queens

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#love#beautiful#beauty#black#urban#ebony#melanin#blackpower#blackqueens
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