Baby come here, I want to whisper in your ear
I love you yesterday, today, odd and even years
Your scent and touch give pulse to my heart
We are equally yoked, right from start
I vow to always respect, till death do us apart.
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I really don't get into reality shows, especially competitions. But occassionaly I venture and watch BET Sunday's Best. Why? I love ...
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Do our boys matter? In a time when African American boys are being incarcerated and murdered at alarming rates one pastor has bold...
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