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A poem for black girls

Her hair is blonde yours is brown 

your hair curls up hers flows down

Her eyes are blue yours are brown 

Her eyes are like the ocean 

Yours are like the ground 

Your skin is brown just like the 

Ground hers  tan just like the sand 

Her eyes are blue your are brown 

Her eyes are like the ocean yours are like the ground

The same ground that rotes everything around 

It never stop growing that it does not 

But the ocean with one day stop to rock

Her eyes are blue yours are brown But in the end, you both were the same crown 

This poem was met to tell a black girl that just because you're features may be darker does not mean you do not have value.

Sometimes I wish to be a different person