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Type-O (Jadyne “Jay” Bell- New Orleans, LA)



They called it rare, being there with the positively anal and notoriously negative back-stabbers
Those assholes, those bastards, and then there’s you…

Exposed, invading, and engraving those infected
But protected by hope, that positive pulse you possess

Hands pressed against you, probing your mental
To gain knowledge, advantage, or just some vantage of The Type-O

But little do they know, oh the irony in the air…
That they’re…just average, just…there

That searching and researching this Type-O blood will only boil theirs
With scares that raise their skin-sown hairs like hands in a crowd to loud Type-O music.

This rare, rejected, secretly envied and respected speech
The mentality tough to learn, and even harder to teach

This Type-O blood that sees the silver lining in a shit-show
This Type-O blood that sees success from the get-go

This terrific, prolific, optimistic… Type-O blood
It’s the rain and sunrays needed by a seed in life’s mud

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