viceA Poem by Nearly Blonded
put up my hair, lay down my curly edges
i contemplate existence over cups with lemon wedges my mind is just my enemy, facetious, stays my weakness like them lightskin girls with curls and freckles forming on brown beaches © 2019 Nearly BlondedAuthor's Note
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Added on July 14, 2019 Last Updated on July 23, 2019 AuthorNearly BlondedPhiladelphia, PAAbout16 y/o Frank Ocean loving, book-bag shoving, racially ambiguous gal attempts to better herself and her writing, attempting to do so by getting feedback on her art: a concept. more..Writing
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