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Dec 2018
She said all men are dogs and every time we speak she hear barking.
Now her perceptions skewed and the worth of a man to her is equivalent to garbage.
Poor troublesome diva in a mirror she sees royalty on earth.
A coping mechanism that enabled her to exist through the hurt.
Only 11 years old when she lost her virginity.
Mom’s worked three jobs and her step dad never worked any.
Worked the Liquor store mohawk vodak and Seagram’s gin.
He occasionally touched the pipe and every other night he slid in.
Barely at her menstrual and baby girl's mental is scarred.
17 years old now and no emotions her demeanor is hard.
Her only outlet is *** - two to three guys in a row, as they ****** they applaud.
Standing tall laying on her back is her plight to liberation in the school yard.
25 years now five kids and now she’s a full time trick.
Been having *** before she was bleeding might as well get paid for it.
Serving John after John, the act of *** no longer amusing.
Chopped her hair off now in love with her girlfriend to her kids shes confusing.
33 years old mature now seen hell and been back.
Developed a conscious for her people now she dawns a head wrap.
Around the positive brother's she stay because in their world she’s the focus.
But deep down despises them curses them like Moses with locus.
On the pharoah whispers spells at every man flies an arrow.
Out for blood will lie cheat, steal and leave lives in peril.
Any man who crosses her path.
In her eyes there no good.
Her existence a black widow sacrificing the lives of black men from the hood...
Jermain Jones
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Jermain Jones  38/M/Detroit
(38/M/Detroit)   
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