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life 1 min read 945 views Oct 6, 2016

My Un-apologetic Apology

To my fellow poetist/readers,

Most of my poems/short stories are dark and filled with "strong" language to which some of you might cringe and take offense. Some of you might even think that darkness is my life. Well, for the most part, although emotionally bruised, it is NOT.

At times, like today, I feel guilty for the harness of my pen, the vulgarity of my tongue and the darkness of my hindsight. What I write is what I see through the teary eyes of my beloved sista's and the silent screams from my kings, whom I love dearly.

When as brotha's and sista's under one God and one love do better I'll write better, until then this is my un-edited, unsensored, un-apologetic, apology.

Sincere love, Sheryn AKA LL1 (Lovely lady1)

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social seer

Anyone who can create a new erogenous zone like your teeth can't be half bad. Seriously, you're too self conscious about your writing. I, for one, vote for you to go ever deeper into your psyche and surprise yourself and us with what you find.

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lovelylady1

My dear king, how is it that you know me so well? My friends/family say that I'm too sensitive. However, I have delve so deep that I wrote and published a urban fiction novel about! Unfortunately, it took 3yrs before I was able to write again. I'm just now getting my ink back!

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after vision

my poet and queen, never feel sorry for the blood that flows itself through the pen. it is the freedom that we allowed to be free

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Lovelylady1

Thank you my king.... I'm working on it!

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