My Black People
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Black Girl Bible by FeistyPisces2
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We refuse to be muted! For all my beautiful brown sistas who need some uplifting or encouragement. We all need love. ♡ And we shall not be judged by the color of our skin or the gender we are. Black women are beautiful and strong!!! New cover created by @InvincibleWanderer
Black is Beautiful by threeringbinder
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Poems for the oppressed, wrongfully treated, and abused. We shall overcome one day.
Nappy-Headed by RoryBaptiste
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Call it prose. Call it poetry. Call it hastily written words. Whatever you call it...enjoy it. Be saddened by it. Learn from it. Embrace it. Bask in it. These are words written by one woman for all women. You're beautiful. Smile. There is someone out there who thinks you are utterly amazing. Disclaimer: This picture does not belong to me and is the product of whosendu.com
The Struggles Of Being A Dark Skin Girl by MsFanfictional
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This is the daily struggles us dark skin girls have to go through. It's not easy but somehow we all make it through them. Copyright © 2015 Msfanfictional September 6th, 2015
BROWN SKIN   |  BOOK 1 by StoriesofaSTEMgirlie
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Many people don't know me, but I don't know who me is either. I can't tell you if I'm the loud or rude stereotypical black girl because Mom would say I need to speak up. I'm using my library voice with strangers. I can't tell you I'm the introvert because I like good company. I was born into a world that judges me before they get to know me. And try to attack the concept of happiness. I need it most in this filthy world we live in. I need you. Because you listened and didn't say a word. Just you being there was enough to make me believe you understood the troubles in my sentences and words spoken in a foreign language. I want myself back but I can't remember who I was. || Ebonee desires life to the fullest content as a brown skin but is constantly faced with life's realities that can never turn into her sudden dreams. As she is constantly faced with comparisons of her beauty, cruel judgment, and love she didn't expect it to turn out so unplanned in her premeditated life. || || Then there's Beau, who lives such a different world outside of the way Ebonee sees it as he tries to determine who is his out to kill him. Living two different worlds in hope to find a middle ground, somewhere, between light and dark, in the novel of BROWN SKIN. ||