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CRY😥

I know

there are times

when you feel sad;


Times when rays of the sun 

Couldn't pass through your opaque bodies,

To lighting the darkest portions of your heart.


Times when Situations

get tighter than your shoelaces and the condition,

seems so hard to pull out from.


Words do not have skin,

So they fail to express

how you feel.


When the light that lies

at the end of every tunnel

Seems turned off by those,


Who say:

"We are solidly behind you".

They take few steps


backwards,

To gain control over the light's switch

So they'd show you their dark side


And now,

Life becomes racial;

Cos no matter how hard


this black skin thrives,

Things do not turnout fair.

Meanwhile,


Pain keeps rising to infinite 

like the digits of pie,

Happiness becomes a refugee,


Who cannot find residence

Within the confineds

of this country called body


And as you cry,

Let tears free fall 

down the valleys


of those hilly cheeks,

Like erosion,

Let them wash away


memories of dysphoria

from your soils of regret.

As you cry,


Look down(from where you started)

And up(to where you're headed);

Maybe like Picasso,


You also

could Draw forth inspiration

like it's Creative Art.

Those who stand in times of test tend to stand the test of time.

habeegurlCirphrankEl_Magnifico

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