I know the truth and that is.nobody else cares. But until then I'm just speaking on deaf ears. I can only wish to one day hit the lottery and change my economy. Explain to me how we have black billionaires and millionaires but we still live in white governed black communities. Now you're locked behind bars, that beast you claim is now caged in. Turn your pages, and give them a sideways arrangement. Become a chapter of our history, of our new enslavement. So the same bars you write along these pages. But we're so colorblind we never read between the black and white fine lines. The only law made for black certification. No reconstruction of a black civilization just the 13th amendment. From slave ship, to slave shifts the plantation still remains hip. To teach me a white history before my black identity. I'm thirsty for more.įeeling like my first real kiss I was eager to lust. Dehydration begins to leave me in a dry oasis. Now as I'm given this food for thought as enlightenment. Not even a dim light at this table I sit. No light of knowledge at the flick of a switch. But truth be told that lie looks truthful until the truth is showed in a broad vision. You'll believe a lie because a lie also has a true image. Dead to the word no soul or state of mind it's all death here. Speaking loud into the crowd but still these words fall short of deaf ears. So that mean if you're gonna write laws in this United StatesĪll nations of people should write equal laws for there people.īut most of all we need to STOP the HATE!!! That's not prejudice and equal rights to all people. We need people as a whole to give a honest contribution Meanwhile junkies walking around with needles hanging out of their veins like IV's Smokin some bomb weed that they stole off of a corner boy Then get convicted only serving minimum time Lord please keep those heavenly gates openĬause accident murders is killing innocent lives For my name is Twizzler and I am thee SHIT!!! As she trembled with stuttering words tto have pleased my Queen as I kissed her moisten thighs with my throbbing lips. The day was marely a word spoken in one ear and out the other. The climax was so serene as if a wave had crashed the shore in the silences of the night. Muthafuckin Twizzler!!! she screamed with a slight hecup, as if she received the most shocking news you could ever hear. Motivation! I sucked the tip of her clit with all the nasty intentions I could mustard together. Water lines treaded along her ass and soaked the sheets even through her towel. Then like raging currents in an ocean her juices came streaming from her forbidden fruit. nearly out of breath towards the ending of her words. I had to admit this candy girl was rather sweet and there was so much twisting and twirling my tongue had to endure this delicious treat. As I subdued this Femme Fatale with the twisting and slithering of my tongue. Like claws from a fierce tiger she clinch the sheets as I began to dive head first into this soon to be ocean of sweet overflowing juices. I'm beginning to become aroused, my dick began to thicken and harden because this river was quickly overflowing into a lapsing waterfall. It was forming a river flow that gave off a scent so seducing. I was brought to a holt at her depths down below. As I worked my way over her mountains and thru her Valley. My tongue was excited to have been the better option for her solution. As I played connect the water drops with each bead of water settled on her flesh. She moaned in a humorous but agreeing manner. I whispered in her ear allow me to use my tongue as assistants to drying off your body. I'm in a race against time before the air fully embraces her body and drys her soft caramel skin. She rather air dry but I have a better solution.

Too lazy to dry off her moist and dripping wet limbs. She lays out on the bed, towel still jealously wrapped around her dripping body. But her body needs more and she will not be denied. Just to help shake off that strain lingering on her nerves. I'm anticipating ways to make her twitch.

As my mind begins to wander in ways I can't imagine. Now time has past she's twisted from her drink and her body is fully submerged in the shower. I said, say no more brown liquor real stiffly.

And she reads my mind and says to me, wine won't fix this. She fully unveils herself as I am exiting the room. Tension reeks off her like a strong scented perfume. Massage her feet and allow her to release her stress. She says, today has been one of those days. She walks in the bedroom and sighs in the most stressful way.

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