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Oct 2014
Constantly spending my energy
On my enemy and its draining me
Holding me down
My spirit agrees with me
The details of their cruelty
Is distracting me
Poisoning my flesh
Draining me effortlessly
Powered by jealousy of those that envy me
Securing my securely with my insecurities
critiquing my ability endless
Even the blessing, the favors given to me
Bigger person than them,
So they hated me.
I had faith,
stayed constant on my guard
Negative comments
And other forms or hate
Don't penetrate.
Became wise
Then realized
That their despised
Was just to disguise
The envy that lies
in their eyes.
My walls go up,
They look surprised.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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