My curves were made for me.
God gave them to me for a reason.
To enhance these hips.
For someone to enjoy these thighs.
My curves are unique.
Made for the one and only me.
These curves of mine are meant to turn heads.
To hear the boys hoot and holla.
To sway to the music of what I like.
These curves are meant for me.
Oh these curves of mine!
Such.
Ah.
Treat!
Curves that make a man's knees weak.
Making want to propose to me.
OH! These curves of mine...
They get so much credit from the others....
But what about MY curves.
Been nothing but a curse.
These...these...CURSES of mine!
Causing me nothing but pain and tears.
These CURSES of mine that have boys rather laughing at me.
They call them a blessing on some,
But surely not me.
OH! These curves that I Wish...
Weren't made for me....
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New story!!! Hope you enjoy and i REALLY need someone to make me a cover for that one is temporary and all. Send me a message on my message board so I can give you details on what I want. Please DONT steal this poem. I came up with it BY MYSELF!! If you do use it, credit me. Love you!
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Curves and All (On Hold)
RomantikTiana Smith. My name that is. My reputation is probably known as the fat girl at school. Momma always telling me that them girls just jealous of my "curves" or that them boys mad cause they can't have me. I swear I try to believe her, but she wouldn...
