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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But they don't see her, Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crying the tears of a woman scorned&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But nobody hears her, Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wishing she could change the way people see her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praying and hoping one day someone anyone will see her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But they won't because she's Lady Invisibility&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The sweetest girl you would ever met&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But would never pay attention to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The nicest voice you ever heard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But would never heed her words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl who constantly pleads&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That little Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have heard her speak, some choose not to hear her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have learned from her words, some choose to ignore her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have felt her embrace, some choose to push her away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have loved her, some choose treat her bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is she? What is she? Who is she?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you hear her? Can you feel her?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is she the woman at the grocery store?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The woman with the change jar in her hand?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl with extensions in her hair?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The baby crying to be held?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The little girl who scraped her knee?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Invisibility is none of these people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;For Lady Invisibility is me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-5693823933118288324?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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S.H.E put me through pure hell,from beginning to end, but yet I still loved H.E.R.&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E used to made sure I smiled atleast once a day, in a way S.H.E. still does.&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E told me should would love me no matter who S.H.E. or I was with, I believe H.E.R&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E will always hold a place in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-3320281978638476261?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But I bet I can shake my ass better than her&lt;br /&gt;
I can dance too, I may not have her body&lt;br /&gt;
But I look good too&lt;br /&gt;
I may not be on the &lt;em&gt;CoverGirl &lt;/em&gt;commercial&lt;br /&gt;
But I have a smooth face and besides I dont need makeup to define me&lt;br /&gt;
I rock lipgloss only, why isnt there a commercial for that?&lt;br /&gt;
Lil Mama did the Video and it was hot, Can I do the commercial?&lt;br /&gt;
No I have not been on a Reality TV show&lt;br /&gt;
But my life IS a reality, and yet nobody has offered me a show yet&lt;br /&gt;
FOX, NBC, MTV, BET, E!, and CBS aint ringing my phone off the hook&lt;br /&gt;
I guess because they're afraid of what they might see, my life is unscripted.&lt;br /&gt;
I dont have the same body as the girls on tv&lt;br /&gt;
But I think its good enough for me and I KNOW its good enough for him&lt;br /&gt;
As long as I feel good about myself, why go through great lengths to change?&lt;br /&gt;
Plastic makes you fake, I dont want to be &lt;em&gt;Barbie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My skin is not flawless&lt;br /&gt;
But then again neither is yours, you just cover your with makeup&lt;br /&gt;
My scars and bruises are curators in the museum of my life&lt;br /&gt;
You dont know what I've been thru, I have nothing to hide, Do you?&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah Im Broke, Why do you make it seem like a crime?&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah you're in the videos poppin bottles, latest clothes, and cars&lt;br /&gt;
The truth is, you're broker than me in the end&lt;br /&gt;
You flashing money and throwin it in the air, And dont even own it&lt;br /&gt;
Im young with children, But I dont consider them mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
My children are my angels, they give me something to live for&lt;br /&gt;
I dont need to party 24/7 in order to realize that I have a life&lt;br /&gt;
I know Im alive I thank god everyday&lt;br /&gt;
So&lt;br /&gt;
I dont need to be the girl in the videos, the movies, the commercials, or the runway, or worry about the latest trends&lt;br /&gt;
I am ME...And Thats All that matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-5403947112193751243?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He slowly began walking towards me &lt;br /&gt;
Staring deep into my soul &lt;br /&gt;
Touching my face gently with his hand &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He leaned over slowly and kissed my lips &lt;br /&gt;
Sliding his soft wet tongue into my mouth &lt;br /&gt;
His gentle hands exploring my body &lt;br /&gt;
As mine explored his ever so gently &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He caressed my neck with his mouth &lt;br /&gt;
As he unbuttoned my shirt quickly &lt;br /&gt;
I quickly unbuttoned his pants &lt;br /&gt;
and explored his body &lt;br /&gt;
I dropped to my knees and took his erect masculinity into my mouth &lt;br /&gt;
Licking sucking kissing making every spot wet &lt;br /&gt;
Not leaving a spot untouched as I heard a soft moan &lt;br /&gt;
Then his juices exploded in my mouth and vanished with a swallow &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I felt him lift me gently kissing me as he walked &lt;br /&gt;
Then gently lying me on a bed clad with rose petals &lt;br /&gt;
Then laying on top of me staring into my soul again &lt;br /&gt;
I began to moan as he slid into me softly &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His movements began slow then faster &lt;br /&gt;
He began to go deeper and my moans got loud &lt;br /&gt;
I heard him groan then move faster &lt;br /&gt;
He kissed my breast and I rubbed his neck &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The temperature rose and so did my moans &lt;br /&gt;
His tongue slid into my zone and I smiled &lt;br /&gt;
He licked and kissed making me squirm &lt;br /&gt;
He licked and swallowed as juices started to flow &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He climbed back on top and slid harder into me again &lt;br /&gt;
He went faster and faster as sweat dripped &lt;br /&gt;
I let out a moan he went faster &lt;br /&gt;
Finally I came &lt;br /&gt;
He laid his head on my breast and kissed it &lt;br /&gt;
We let sleep overcome us as time passed &lt;br /&gt;
We awoke and smiled and kissed &lt;br /&gt;
Then I realized who this man was... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-9186727131116164095?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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even children are corrupt killing their parents, classmates and neighbors &lt;br /&gt;
Husbands killing their pregnant wives to be with their lover &lt;br /&gt;
Teenagers Killing their babies cuz they scared to be mothers &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hate crime rates explodin off the charts &lt;br /&gt;
Lonely single mothers left with broken hearts &lt;br /&gt;
Children finding dirty needles on the playground &lt;br /&gt;
Children running away lost and never found &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Child molestation becoming a habit &lt;br /&gt;
A man see a girl and determines he's got to have it &lt;br /&gt;
Take her and and have is way &lt;br /&gt;
Chop her up and leave her in a laundry basket &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Families trying to find freedom and a place to call home &lt;br /&gt;
Thought people could be trusted leaving their kids home alone &lt;br /&gt;
Finding them decapitated crying on the phone &lt;br /&gt;
Poor kids didnt even get get older and be grown &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Girls getting beatup for playing a harmless game &lt;br /&gt;
They way they did her was a crying shame &lt;br /&gt;
The people she was wit had to be lame &lt;br /&gt;
Only one had her back was her sister now she cant even remember her name &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Simple things like cellphones is taking lives &lt;br /&gt;
Just think if she had not had let him hold it would she still be alive? &lt;br /&gt;
Or if she had called someone to give her a ride &lt;br /&gt;
All she wanted her cell phone back was that so wrong? &lt;br /&gt;
No one ever knew that in a quick second she was gone &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why do we sit around while the crime rate soars? &lt;br /&gt;
Thugs and drug dealers taking over our corner stores &lt;br /&gt;
This drama has been going on for so long &lt;br /&gt;
I know what marvin gay meant when he said "What's going on?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Girl Meets Guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy hurts Girl &lt;br /&gt;
Girl hurts Guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy leaves Girl &lt;br /&gt;
Girl hates guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy misses girl &lt;br /&gt;
But Girl already commited suicide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-471530717780604248?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Thank you for helping me when I didn't know what to do &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for saying I love you and meaning it &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for calling me your boo &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for sharing your love with me &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for loving me unconditionally &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my baby &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for sharing your time &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being mine &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my life &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for helping me with my strife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-3286703397288598767?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I sat here and I planned it out for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What was I going to say? How was I going to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Would it be messy and leave evidence behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or was I gonna make it quick and painless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;See you refused to make loving you easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And you refused to let me love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You put me through pure hell and made me a loveless zombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But now, right now, I've decided, the end has come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You should be dead, but do I really want your blood on my hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You dont deserve life, you deserve to suffer and die slowly like I did inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I tried, God knows I did, but it wasnt good enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everything had to be so fucking perfect, it had to go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But who's laughing now? Huh motherfucker who's laughing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes its me laughing, over your weak body, hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This should be satisfying, but for some reason its not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why am I crying? Why do I still hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought once I was rid of you for good, I would be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Let me go, let me fucking go, I dont need you, I dont need this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I lost track for a minute thought you had me there huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ha. You'll never hurt me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Im nothing but a shell now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A heartless, soul-less shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Are you proud of what you created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Look at me when Im talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE MADE OF ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Look into my eyes, what do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do you see the one u once loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or do you see the hatred, pain, and evil you single handedly created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hate you I HATE YOU I fucking HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I win this time, give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stop fighting its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Let go of your last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Close your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;R.I.P Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7334665565122825301-7064267716564101045?l=passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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