Quiana Souder Biography

Baby girl, Baby girl
Please don't come knocking at my door
I can not take care of you
Because my family is poor
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You say…
Light skin is out and Dark skin is in
But does it really matter the color of my skin
For I am black even if it's just a part of me
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Knowing you dont know me,
You judged me.
Saying you dont want me,
You used me.
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With out you I'm nothing.
Like the sun with no moon.
With out you am non existing.
An embreal with out the sperm
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I used to walk a shallow path
One that I took alone
Wondering will they miss me
Miss me when I'm gone
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