but liars can't

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I write you a poem then i send it off
Where will we roam? There's a lot of stuff
Prone to get lost i am always walking around
Abandonment issues carved in me till i'm found
I like southern cooking a lot i like to be with you
Cracker Barrel changed their name bc the way racism grew
The best crab meat i ever had was with 12 black sailor guys
Just like school they took to me like a hooked walleye
I grew up in a black town i learned a lot
They have something whites dont on the spot
They took to my integrity Granny raised me like a saint
I am especially trusted you can feel it but liars can't

i love you,
dee