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itsinmymelanin2 · 6 months
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I want her to love me
I want her to comb my hair,
like she loves me
Even though it's rough, she take her time as though she combs through clouds.
I want her to love me
Communicate it to me, not at me, not through me but to me
I want her to see me for me, for the unique glass she carved into perfection.
I need her to understand me, to listen, not hear
I need her to laugh at my jokes because understands me
I need her to open her heart to me, love me like her ownself
I wanted her to wash my hair
I wanted her to care
I wanted her to love my my mind
I needed her to be kind
I needed her to nurture
I needed a perfect future.
C.S.R
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iconedelamode · 2 years
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Always in my
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sunsethide-away · 6 months
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poeticblkgiirl · 8 months
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Regina King, Rituals, 1998
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ayandagama · 18 days
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South African women
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paymetea · 2 days
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Eartha Kitt
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allurahomeofbeauty · 2 months
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Uncle waffles
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brownskinaesthetics · 9 months
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IG: @barbylocs
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dreams-in-blk · 2 years
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Dawn
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theprincientist · 2 years
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Black Girls Getting Flowers >>>>> A Love Language
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@scottiebeam 💫 💜 💖
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itsinmymelanin2 · 6 months
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A Piece Of Mind
I think clearly when I smoke
I am at peace when I'm not around my folk
I am paper with scribbled notes
Floating on water like aimless boats
I'm aware
Yet I have fear
I'm alive
With no will to take the dive
I love to love, yet I require an extra shove
I breathe this air; light
Yet it's burden I bare
I open my eyes but I'm afraid to see
I perfectly flawed; afraid to be
I think; reluctant to put paper to ink.
For the first time this makes no sense
Maybe I'm not deep, but I know for sure I'm not dense.
C.S.R.
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iconedelamode · 2 years
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My avi up close lol , no makeup! Just lashes :)
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sunsethide-away · 2 years
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"As pain floods my heart, overflowing and seeping through my skin, like sweat on a hot summer's eve; pain spills from the clouds of my mind, watering my sorrows, I know now not only the depths of these scars nor the weight of your words in breaking my spirit but also the power of your touch and its ability to break me with it."
-C.s.R.
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poeticblkgiirl · 2 years
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Octavia St. Laurent, Paris Is Burning, 1990
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ayandagama · 2 months
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Boitzzz
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