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I do not owe my family a thing / For they’ve raised me with affronts / And frowns / When I remember their soft / sweet jargon that impaired my soul / rain drops within my face. / / hated and banished as an outcast / In that midnight winter with wavering / And shivering of my body pleading for / For mercy sign in to read more »
Let us not talk in tongues / When the thorns have / Sting us, let us not lie to / The liars to win their sympathy. / / Let us call a spade a spade even / If we’re losing, let us mourn our / Lose not for the sake of buying the / public’s eye but lamenting our / inflictions. / / They say the truth is sign in to read more »
Mountain of love Day in day out / you vigorously induce me into my knees / before I ascend the highest thrown of love, / trusted and betrayed by those who I adored / the most. / You coerced me to feed into the ground like / a bull, but all I wanted was the floating rivers / of love; oh no! mountain of love sign in to read more »
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