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In this place full of preferences I be the despicable one To who wants someone like me I can't find I don't know many who would date This kind of black guy Or so the excuses go on But I myself shun the gavel For I repel the attraction of the darker brown It's frowned upon But past experiences give me a shivering nostalgia So be in and out the gruesome Actually It's actually nasty I lost hope in people When I found out I was ugly Because I have gap teeth And god don't like ugly Words I didn't understand Sent me in a negative spiral to place where i hated people's faces And every other man In many places Of many spaces To the old proverb Don't judge a book by its cover But I see so many random faces To read the proverbial book What my eyes seek some say Condescending it may Be seen right betwixt A rock and a hard place Still running in place To make haste and waste the meaning of what it is to taste Now I see we live in side the belly of a beast And the roughest of diamonds deposit gold into the tree where only the tall can reach,but tell the short not to touch And two birds in the bush is worth viewing than the one you can touch Through the plot and good intentions scheming   Am I a decent human being
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
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In this place full of preferences I be the despicable one To who wants someone like me I can't find I don't know many who would date This kind of black guy Or so the excuses go on But I myself shun the gavel For I repel the attraction of the darker brown It's frowned upon But past experiences give me a shivering nostalgia So be in and out the gruesome Actually It's actually nasty I lost hope in people When I found out I was ugly Because I have gap teeth And god don't like ugly Words I didn't understand Sent me in a negative spiral to place where i hated people's faces And every other man In many places Of many spaces To the old proverb Don't judge a book by its cover But I see so many random faces To read the proverbial book What my eyes seek some say Condescending it may Be seen right betwixt A rock and a hard place Still running in place To make haste and waste the meaning of what it is to taste Now I see we live in side the belly of a beast And the roughest of diamonds deposit gold into the tree where only the tall can reach,but tell the short not to touch And two birds in the bush is worth viewing than the one you can touch Through the plot and good intentions scheming   Am I a decent human being
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