It's not that I didn't know how to love
I was just busy proving I wasn't a victim
I was occupied with my self righteousness
My will and my won't
It became exhausting
So...
I let it go
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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