Category : Poems

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I was asked are you ok as one looked in my eyes and saw the failed fight to try and fight back tears as they roll each piece of my heart running down my shirt on to my black scrub pants.

Thinking....  oh my God I'm getting ready to break down but Queen hold on not right now!!! Hold that shit in....and not while you in front of a client.... so countdown hold the hurt in about another mathafucking hour. So fight to push the bricks down one by one!!!! YOU knew this Life God gave you had it's purpose to mold you ....so heavy is the Crown.

All kind of thoughts racing in my mind.... did she give him a all night mind blowing conversation, late night first, secound, maybe third, raw uncut conversation, no rubber and busting in her pussy no protection from the spiritual transference of even a one experienced soul tie..... Damn did she experience the double patron talking shit, good convo's, intense attraction and running out the bar only to hit the Hilton.. SMH

Did you touch her like that, kiss her like that, eat her pussy feeling really insecure because the man you love don't even do that to the woman he calls Momma.

Ok Queen, breathe even thou the thought has me so fucking queasy, anxiety has now kicked in and now I'm feeling anxious and really sleasy..... Don't want to begin another fight in my mind of another thing I have to put a smile on my face say kids yo momma is ok, tell my client I'm sorry give me a minute go run in look in the mirror and say Queen.... I promise I know it hurts but it will only make you Stronger!!!!