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Do you know about black love? It's my aching body, leaning over the stove, cooking your meals everyday. Rocking our crying child to sleep. Washing the grime, the crime, the lipstick off your clothes. Laying down beside you in our bed. Closing my eyes and turning away. Feeling my soul sigh, wither, slowly die... That's black love. The bruises on my face, the blood between my legs. Fucking me to kill your pain Killing me to show your hate Beat my life out of me, beat my voice into oblivion. Crush my bones, and maybe your ego will heal. When you have nothing to live for, you can always use me. Black love baby, that's what it is.
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