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But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

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i gotta mention, my code heart beats for city quirks: i mix my lines like code lines and poetic vibes. some days, i mash up my BE and FE thoughts, and FOREVER, i end up like Smeagol talkin’: “we swears, precious!” then i drop in my slurred vibes: "shh, the wind, so cold, it cuts!" oh, man, those times are epic – sadness and happy in tiny bursts.

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