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I lie to myself on the daily, so dig that. I lie to myself like this. I tell myself, that you can’t fade me. Your emotions don’t touch me, your love doesn’t affect me, and your touch doesn’t undress me. I tell myself, that I don’t miss you. When you in my face, sometimes I dis you, I ain’t even gonna front, I gotta keep it real, but sometimes I find it hard to tell you how I feel. So, I lie to your face, shit, I lie behind your back. I’m tellin’ folk’s whateva’, I’m too busy tryin’ to be black and strong like my month and sign, still too weak to claim you, and tell you, that you’re mine. I’m too busy to tell you, I love you, and I can’t live without you.

I’m too busy to tell the truth and my life is all about you. I’m too tired to show my feeling, cuz I can’t sleep at night. I’m too hard to show I’m willing to hold you, but I’m always willing to fight. So, now I’m a day late and just a dollar short. Teacher please let me slide and read my report. Please let me take my exam, so I can exonerate myslf to a new rite of passage and show you that I’m a new man. I wanna offer my emotions, so our souls can rest. I know you’re fed up but it’s never too late to give in to the visions that we quest. We let years pass us by and never took the time to educate or participate in our own relations. Did we break a mirror?

Seven years we been tryin’ to get over, you on me, me on you, and for damn sure we ain’t got nowhere. Stop it, stop the violence, stop the silence, stop the roughness, stop the toughness, and stop being afraid. Think about the plans we made. Think about the time we wasted virile energy on mournful stimulation and ludicrous information. Just let it be known while I sat on my thrown and you stood on your pedestal that we were king and queen. We should’ve watched that movie instead of making a scene. So, now I sit alone and watch the moon at night, sometimes I might even shed a few tears, thinking about us from way back when. Man, I think about us until I start to get dizzy. I called you yesterday, but your line was busy.

I think often we are the enemies of our own perception. Sometimes we take things out of context and hold onto them as truth. When in truth the only truth is truth, Perception is only reality if u live in your own world and refuse to or are afraid to partake in ours.

I did not know enough about myself because u didn't know enough about yourself. Would u help me know. I met someone that was part of myself I did not appreciate It is not that our egos are to large it is more that our egos are to small. Love is more constant than light.

What’s my take on it? Let me voice my opinion on your most private parts of an intriguing conversation. Our sly Bedversation between kings and queens on a mattress big enough for a full figured actress. We Livin La vida Loca, Lobster or shrimp will please the needs of my pallet. I wanna caress u, there will be no striking of the mallet until the clock strikes 12. Let u bathe u in the scent of lavender, I love u and that smell. Being Around u I have an aversion to my introversion, I’m open and extroverted. I’ve been assimilated and recreated in the image of loving and your beauty. Your limber thoughts and open mind intertwine in the depth of my psyche sayin silly shit like Oh, I hope she likes me. With her heavenly features and an even greater posterior that fills up all the bleachers. But I cherish her shy disposition and endearing smile. I wade and float in her thoughtfulness. . Beautiful Thoughtful endearing. Heavenly Shy Introverted Beautiful

I checked the mail and I got your letter. You perplex me with your ambivalence, the equivalent of the proverbial thin line between love and hate. See when I was your mate I didn’t do you any good or I wasn’t good enough or rough enough or tough enough or thug enough. But now I can relate, see you couldn’t handle my mental state. I was more than enough I was too much. Your poor vision Overwhelmed your appetite, you bit off more than you could chew. Starin at Jaguars and Cadillac’s must have given way to cataracts. I should’ve known by your actions that I was too much for you.