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I love the way you ignore your true beauty
Like if Obama dared to deny Kenya
I have always seen the light in you
And not the things that have plagued you
Feel sorry for the one who played you
When he should’ve red shirted you
I adore your imperfections
But our imperfections are indeed what molds perfection
You are that cup that an alcoholic refuses to put down
Short and fragile but filled with heat that’ll cripple the chest of virgin emotions
Replace those hills with six inches of self-esteem
Grasp onto a shoulder which has lifted the largest boulder blocking your progression
Take part in intercourse without unwanted aggression
Enjoy what the Lord has given you
Turn loose from Lucifer, who has held you by your neck refusing glory
Reach for that Angel who was sent to your rescue
Love is symbolic like two overlapping slanting horse shoes
Lucky to have caught you
Even Andrew Luck couldn’t resist tucking and running off with you
Don’t be afraid of your beauty like a beautiful slave born to a perverted slave owner
Escape that plantation that exist within your mind
Love is living take off and never mind what you might have left behind
