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To Be Aint no life inside me ... I'm a soulless cadaver savoring the ambiguity Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day Still the Dilemma is the same I am walkin' in my own funeral destiny Holdin' a sorrow to offer to thee Foul of wretchedness, out of resistance, With a sad unallied existence Could i be ? Aint no one I just could not be I am a scapegoat of humanity
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:03 PM UTC
To Be
To Be Aint no life inside me ... I'm a soulless cadaver savoring the ambiguity Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day Still the Dilemma is the same I am walkin' in my own funeral destiny Holdin' a sorrow to offer to thee Foul of wretchedness, out of resistance, With a sad unallied existence Could i be ? Aint no one I just could not be I am a scapegoat of humanity
moncef-mzoughi
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:03 PM UTC
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