Pain : Def Poetry

I speak in pain like

The nights feel heated

I needed to come off hasty

Because baby when I see

Salt shakers faking

Like Lucifer satin

Hatin on my eternal life

Slicing my best with strife

Blowin in la la land

With the decent of my back hand

Not knowing I got split intentions

Like hair weave extensions

Growing in industries of the

20^th centries,

Just please snap back to reality

And get knowledge from the words

Of my father my Jehovah daddy

My email addy is full of your spam mail

Causing me to rebook

You in the name of “Get A Life”

And quit riddin my kite of fan mail

Because shameful woman like you cant even spell

The words of true poetry

You are called a word with the definition of 

Ooh

like wow!

Understand my disguise floetry

To me

I showed you I can be

All in your face

Kickin mace of hate

To bad your so late

My pain speak In meaning but

Your pain speaks in true words that are

So

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