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Trinity Exotic Dancer Name Generator......You've got another love and I know it Someone who adores you just like me Hanging on your words like they were gold Thinking that she understands your soul Poor Girl Just like me.You're breaking another heart and I know it And there's nothing I can do If I try to tell her what I know She'll misunderstand and make me go Poor Girl Just like me.You're going to leave her too and I know it She'll never know what made you go She'll cry and wonder what went wrong Then she'll begin to sing this song Poor Girl Just like me. - Maya AngelouWe are fatherless daughters entering womanhood with only half ourselves. Worshipping the Mystique of masculinity. Naked bodies flying willingly over the edge of countless cliffs praying the god of gravity will grant us grace. You see us at parties getting drunk on emptiness dancing dirty with strangers or worse- Men we know. We will do what we don't to please our lovers 'cause this one could be the one. Our hearts hold scrap books full of faded photographs of the faces of could have been. We marry money for security become servants in master bedrooms and wake up in dream homes turned nightmare insanitoria where we are ex-wives wondering when love disembarked. The journey to death do us part we are patient predators in pitiable holding patterns. Vultures in friendship's camouflage who pick the meat from marriages. We are tits and asses, flaunting form, fitted fashions. So when a man comes are way he can see good reason to stay. We are new and improved women working out, toning up, slimming down. Laying on the hippest beaches at the hottest getaways. Under the sun bright spotlight praying that some bronze brother will have cause to pause long enough to discover that we can whip up gourmet soul food, help meet the mortgage, watch sports all day Sunday, and ride from midnight to have mercy and we are women of our word. Women with it going on, plenty of paper and props, driving fancy cars to fine homes that we share with our parents, children, fantasies, fingertips. We are lonely women waiting for someone to want us, wanting someone to need us, needing someone. - Kysha N. Brown (Bum Rush the Page)..