The mirror reflects ...what it sees
I use to dance with anger , we’d skipped to the beat of my heart , we use to tango with my tongue , we use to forget the moves and make it up as we go .. I use to dance with anger and sometimes more than often ... I miss the tempo only rage knows
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-Afraid of angry - because it reminds of being too black , too woman ... writes across my forehead monster , it's a word I try to distant myself from
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