"latoya" poems - Hello Poetry

You knock and knock But I can’t let you in My home is unclean There's mountains of clutter from head to toe I constantly stand in filth and dust I hear you knocking But I'm too ashamed to let you in Why do you continue to knock? Why don't you believe no one's home? Aren’t you tired? You have stood there for so long So I finally cleaned my cluttered home And I answered my door And there stood Jesus Patiently waiting for me to let him in -LaToya Martin

Neighbor

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Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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Dec 26, 2013

Dec 26, 2013 at 8:39 AM UTC

I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3

Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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My skin settles with the evening skies It dwells in the darkness of night In the morning time, it awakes Still in its beauty -LaToya Martin

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Jun 1, 2021

Jun 1, 2021 at 5:59 PM UTC

My skin settles with the evening skies It dwells in the darkness of night In the morning time, it awakes Still in its beauty -LaToya Martin

My Skin

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I love you But yet I hate you You are the hope of my future You were my guidance in my past My father despised you But my mother adored you You were her will to live You were a constant guest in our home You were the scent my mother wore daily She neglected me for the happiness of you She confided in you But your greed took her away After all the hurt and pain you caused I welcomed you back into my life But now you are my foundation I finally see what my mother saw in you You helped her cope with her wounds Even though you helped cause them My family doesn’t understand you And honestly nor do I You’ve ruined my past And I have acknowledged That you have ruined my future You are the end of my tunnel My Whiskey Bottle -LaToya Martin

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC

I love you But yet I hate you You are the hope of my future You were my guidance in my past My father despised you But my mother adored you You were her will to live You were a constant guest in our home You were the scent my mother wore daily She neglected me for the happiness of you She confided in you But your greed took her away After all the hurt and pain you caused I welcomed you back into my life But now you are my foundation I finally see what my mother saw in you You helped her cope with her wounds Even though you helped cause them My family doesn’t understand you And honestly nor do I You’ve ruined my past And I have acknowledged That you have ruined my future You are the end of my tunnel My Whiskey Bottle -LaToya Martin

Friend of the Family

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“The definition of life” What’s the name of that place between confusion and utopia? Oh yeah, Ignorant Bliss I CHOOSE to believe all the good in life, to see it with rose tinted eyes My only dilemma is this People are flawed, and even with the best intentions, Disappoint, But that’s none of your concern, Still you must push on Keep settings your sights high, don’t be afraid of the fall Expect the unexpected, entertain enthusiasm, Hope for hope, allow expectations Because these moments are your life - created by imagination You decide how to handle these times, your decision – not their’s or mine, But keep this in mind, your actions are yours to own, when you look back at These moments that defined your life Written by LaToya Taylor

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 2:51 PM UTC

“The definition of life” What’s the name of that place between confusion and utopia? Oh yeah, Ignorant Bliss I CHOOSE to believe all the good in life, to see it with rose tinted eyes My only dilemma is this People are flawed, and even with the best intentions, Disappoint, But that’s none of your concern, Still you must push on Keep settings your sights high, don’t be afraid of the fall Expect the unexpected, entertain enthusiasm, Hope for hope, allow expectations Because these moments are your life - created by imagination You decide how to handle these times, your decision – not their’s or mine, But keep this in mind, your actions are yours to own, when you look back at These moments that defined your life Written by LaToya Taylor

The Definition of Life

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I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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Dec 27, 2013

Dec 27, 2013 at 4:05 AM UTC

I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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Dec 27, 2013

Dec 27, 2013 at 4:04 AM UTC

I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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Dec 27, 2013

Dec 27, 2013 at 4:05 AM UTC

I am Blasianic(black, asian, latin mix) part 3 Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race. 1. Blacks got kidnapped by whites from Africa in chains and worked at picking cotton and crops, tending for masters babies while master made more babies ****** black pretty slave women who did not want to have *** with them. 2. Master beat black slaves until they were bleeding or dead until black slaves learned to speak broken english like white southerners. 3. What southerners laugh at how blacks speak but they are the ones who beat black slaves ***** until they learned to mimic how white master spoke broken english. 4. White master tip toed down to slave shacks and ***** and ***** getting black slave women pregnant making bi racial slaves. Light slave pretty ones got to live in the house and let master **** them any time he wanted. Dark slaves babies of master worked with the slaves in the field. 5. Black people can't find their roots thanks to being kidnapped from africa. 6. Some blacks hate darker skin and bleach it like Michael Jackson and Latoya Jackson. Some use lye on hair to make it straight and color it blonde like Boyonce to make herself look more white. 7. Blacks were promised 40 acres and a mule for being stolen from africa but government lied to them and they keep lying to them we have a black president but people still call him a ****** and show him no respect he the president. Repeating this here part. Race relations is bad all over the world worse if you live in the GD U.S of A. People here don't give a ****** about other races unless you say something bad about they own race.

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life is so fragile and then there’s death. you live your life til there’s nothing left. you never hear the call though it’s so near now the trumpet sounds like it’s right in your ear that can’t be for me, you say to yourself, it has to be for someone older, someone else I’ve barely lived my life, no warning at all some one should’ve told me not to drive to the mall I guess death is inevitable, no way around it. not me, not now, I don’t deserve it. I see the white light, where can I hide. is it too late for me, have I already died? my heart pounds, I feel my body jolt. a figure’s coming out the light, there’s no more hope. it looks like my grandmother, is she coming to get me? from this nightmare, someone please set me free. I need to wake up, for my kids, I have three. I think my life is over, how can this be? my heart pounds, my body jolts again. please Lord, forgive me of all my sins! I repent right now, and if you help me I vow, To live my life for you God, the best way I know how. I hear voices yelling, “stop Doc, it’s too late! I know it’s hard but you can’t change his fate.” then he walked over and next to my bed he stood. “his life is gone, you did the best you could!” God this is my last plea, who will teach my kids the fear of you. when they grow up and have troubles what will they do? the bright light faded, I was in a white room. doctors all around me, but they gave up too soon. my heart started back up, but at a rapid pace. The blood on my tongue I could now start to taste. My wife’s at the window with hope filled eyes, Then I take a deep breath and she started to cry. The doctors stand around looking shocked and amazed, But the head doctor was first to snap out his daze. Check his bp, pulse and other vitals, Then of the saline and codeine I want three vials. A deep voice in my ear said to me “remember your vow. It’s because of your promise I’m letting you live now! Teach your kids about me and help them to see. The only way to get to heaven is truly through me. By the way the three kids you have now will be, Four cause your wife got pregnant on your anniversary. He will be a devout preacher and keep people from hell Or he’ll be the biggest gangster in and out of jail Teach him, guide him and help him through life Spare not the rod but praise him when right Just remember it wasn’t the doctors who saved you tonight It was I, the only way, the truth and the light” Written by LaToya Taylor - eypoeticexpressions.com

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC

life is so fragile and then there’s death. you live your life til there’s nothing left. you never hear the call though it’s so near now the trumpet sounds like it’s right in your ear that can’t be for me, you say to yourself, it has to be for someone older, someone else I’ve barely lived my life, no warning at all some one should’ve told me not to drive to the mall I guess death is inevitable, no way around it. not me, not now, I don’t deserve it. I see the white light, where can I hide. is it too late for me, have I already died? my heart pounds, I feel my body jolt. a figure’s coming out the light, there’s no more hope. it looks like my grandmother, is she coming to get me? from this nightmare, someone please set me free. I need to wake up, for my kids, I have three. I think my life is over, how can this be? my heart pounds, my body jolts again. please Lord, forgive me of all my sins! I repent right now, and if you help me I vow, To live my life for you God, the best way I know how. I hear voices yelling, “stop Doc, it’s too late! I know it’s hard but you can’t change his fate.” then he walked over and next to my bed he stood. “his life is gone, you did the best you could!” God this is my last plea, who will teach my kids the fear of you. when they grow up and have troubles what will they do? the bright light faded, I was in a white room. doctors all around me, but they gave up too soon. my heart started back up, but at a rapid pace. The blood on my tongue I could now start to taste. My wife’s at the window with hope filled eyes, Then I take a deep breath and she started to cry. The doctors stand around looking shocked and amazed, But the head doctor was first to snap out his daze. Check his bp, pulse and other vitals, Then of the saline and codeine I want three vials. A deep voice in my ear said to me “remember your vow. It’s because of your promise I’m letting you live now! Teach your kids about me and help them to see. The only way to get to heaven is truly through me. By the way the three kids you have now will be, Four cause your wife got pregnant on your anniversary. He will be a devout preacher and keep people from hell Or he’ll be the biggest gangster in and out of jail Teach him, guide him and help him through life Spare not the rod but praise him when right Just remember it wasn’t the doctors who saved you tonight It was I, the only way, the truth and the light” Written by LaToya Taylor - eypoeticexpressions.com

Life Through Christ

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He went on and on about his childhood About how he walked miles to school barefoot in snow Oh how we chuckled to his many stories Grandpa spoke about where he and grandma first met He rambled about life And how the news was so important to watch How saving money was mandatory And material things wasn’t I remember the smell of his homemade biscuits baking in the morning Long before the rooster crowed He attended his garden faithfully as if resting was a sin Grandpa’s words were heard miles away Even if he spoke in silence As a child he didn’t have presents for Christmas So he explained that we should be thankful Even if nothing was wrapped with a bow and given as a gift I remember as he sat in his recliner And his gray hair shimmered under the lights And how all of us kids would laugh when he and grandma argued This year will be different Now it’s our time to reminiscence about him He has decided to finally rest Because Grandpa won’t be here this Christmas -LaToya Martin

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 4:49 PM UTC

He went on and on about his childhood About how he walked miles to school barefoot in snow Oh how we chuckled to his many stories Grandpa spoke about where he and grandma first met He rambled about life And how the news was so important to watch How saving money was mandatory And material things wasn’t I remember the smell of his homemade biscuits baking in the morning Long before the rooster crowed He attended his garden faithfully as if resting was a sin Grandpa’s words were heard miles away Even if he spoke in silence As a child he didn’t have presents for Christmas So he explained that we should be thankful Even if nothing was wrapped with a bow and given as a gift I remember as he sat in his recliner And his gray hair shimmered under the lights And how all of us kids would laugh when he and grandma argued This year will be different Now it’s our time to reminiscence about him He has decided to finally rest Because Grandpa won’t be here this Christmas -LaToya Martin

This Christmas

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If they ask who am I? I’m a writer with an undying desire to experience the world with the ink from my pen And when my hands flow gracefully across the page my imagination’s free to soar again If they ask you about me, don’t paint me as a drop of water forced to blend into the sea because it has no true definition and no real identity I’d rather that you say that I’m eccentric and strange – personality untamed And that my curiosity often gets the best of me LaToya Taylor eypoeticexpressions.com Illustrate me in bright hues of gold and paint my face purple Make sure you give me 3 feet and 6 toes Draw me with surprise in my eyes with my head held high Proud and unashamed of my life’s story untold Stain me in animation and build up the anticipation Until the time that a masterpieces can be revealed For now, I’m not ready so continue to create me And when you’re done, color me creative

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 4:26 PM UTC

If they ask who am I? I’m a writer with an undying desire to experience the world with the ink from my pen And when my hands flow gracefully across the page my imagination’s free to soar again If they ask you about me, don’t paint me as a drop of water forced to blend into the sea because it has no true definition and no real identity I’d rather that you say that I’m eccentric and strange – personality untamed And that my curiosity often gets the best of me LaToya Taylor eypoeticexpressions.com Illustrate me in bright hues of gold and paint my face purple Make sure you give me 3 feet and 6 toes Draw me with surprise in my eyes with my head held high Proud and unashamed of my life’s story untold Stain me in animation and build up the anticipation Until the time that a masterpieces can be revealed For now, I’m not ready so continue to create me And when you’re done, color me creative

If they ask who am I?

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I hoped you were the one but you wasn't When you wre alone My phone buzzing Other then that we barely tlk like distant cousins You were fronting Which made me do the same Till I grew up mentally didnt want to play those games So I stepped up but you stepped out You figured I was lame Or wasn't ready to think of baby names So from then it changed But little did you know I was getting my self in order Ever since I had that dream Of having a little daughter figured I oughtta Make my self to be the man that my father wasn't And hopefully shed be rich and spoiled like warren buffet But when half of these girls trynna have a baby by a baller like Latoya luckette It gets way harder to trustem so I'm like **** it Only worried bout me until that time comes And to think you'd be the reason why I run from relationships Can't deal with it they never go in my favor so now I'm serving every girl around like a blind waiter My Savior will guide me through the danger That may wager my life Like a bet But none of it will ever matter Cause since I was born I knew I would never get that silver platter But you I thought was my first success But dumby me never second guessed But See as Andre put it together You were my prototype The girl I thought I would never lie Now forever ever I'm Paralyzed with fear of this word called love Cause ever since I used it its been a disaster but I seem to have mastered the art of repetition Of being in a mission to get a girl that feels the same way But every time I swear I dig my own grave saying I love you and the response you gave me I never understood Till now so that word is cut out of my vocab Cause these emotions that get stolen never find its way back I need LoJack *** I loathe that But you know that And still those Words sprung from your mouth After the fact My response I had none Her face froze She was appalled by it all She said it again I pretended That those words didnt Affect me Till they really didn't

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Mar 3, 2015

Mar 3, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC

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See as Andre put it together you were my prototype

I hoped you were the one but you wasn't When you wre alone My phone buzzing Other then that we barely tlk like distant cousins You were fronting Which made me do the same Till I grew up mentally didnt want to play those games So I stepped up but you stepped out You figured I was lame Or wasn't ready to think of baby names So from then it changed But little did you know I was getting my self in order Ever since I had that dream Of having a little daughter figured I oughtta Make my self to be the man that my father wasn't And hopefully shed be rich and spoiled like warren buffet But when half of these girls trynna have a baby by a baller like Latoya luckette It gets way harder to trustem so I'm like **** it Only worried bout me until that time comes And to think you'd be the reason why I run from relationships Can't deal with it they never go in my favor so now I'm serving every girl around like a blind waiter My Savior will guide me through the danger That may wager my life Like a bet But none of it will ever matter Cause since I was born I knew I would never get that silver platter But you I thought was my first success But dumby me never second guessed But See as Andre put it together You were my prototype The girl I thought I would never lie Now forever ever I'm Paralyzed with fear of this word called love Cause ever since I used it its been a disaster but I seem to have mastered the art of repetition Of being in a mission to get a girl that feels the same way But every time I swear I dig my own grave saying I love you and the response you gave me I never understood Till now so that word is cut out of my vocab Cause these emotions that get stolen never find its way back I need LoJack *** I loathe that But you know that And still those Words sprung from your mouth After the fact My response I had none Her face froze She was appalled by it all She said it again I pretended That those words didnt Affect me Till they really didn't

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How can this be, you and me Here, alone, together The world is gone, our past are done All we have is each other One touch of your hands, now I understand How two people can become one. No more you and me, but us we be Until God tells us well done. Now the pastor is in focus and people behold us As you gently ask for my hand You tell me you vow to do the best you know how If I will just let you be my man I tell you I surrender (as you slide the ring on my finger) My heart body and mind No matter how hard I try if I search ‘til I die No better soul mate I’d ever find You said your I do and I said my I do We’re now one, no longer two Nothing else matters, not sisters or brothers Cause we’re here, alone, together Written by LaToya Taylor

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC

How can this be, you and me Here, alone, together The world is gone, our past are done All we have is each other One touch of your hands, now I understand How two people can become one. No more you and me, but us we be Until God tells us well done. Now the pastor is in focus and people behold us As you gently ask for my hand You tell me you vow to do the best you know how If I will just let you be my man I tell you I surrender (as you slide the ring on my finger) My heart body and mind No matter how hard I try if I search ‘til I die No better soul mate I’d ever find You said your I do and I said my I do We’re now one, no longer two Nothing else matters, not sisters or brothers Cause we’re here, alone, together Written by LaToya Taylor

Here, Alone, Together

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Gardener, why was I planted here? What did you see? The gardener replied, a little **** from the earth standing with nobody But the sun burns, said the **** When the rain pours, it hurts At times I am buried and feel unwanted by the dirt Don’t you see I’m weak? Many thoughts but can barely speak Oh, gardener, I beg you, please release me I’m not clothed in beauty or appealing to see Wait! Don’t walk on by Don’t you see my pain? No strength, no roots, much loss, much shame All I ask is that you release thee So I can stand with the weeds Who once stood by me The gardener replied, Oh, little **** So well-spoken yet quite demanding I will not release thee because You are withered and burned But yet still standing -LaToya Martin

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Nov 28, 2020

Nov 28, 2020 at 11:57 AM UTC