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America the "Great"

We cried into the darkness to drown out the voices of hatred But the darkness did not wane The light we thought we saw was artificial Cold LED's held in traitor hands hands that claimed to pull us up while seeking to push us down The voices that called back "sit down, shut up!" shrunk to deceive us "speak up, stand up!" rang above them and gave us false hope Now again they cry louder than before "sit down, shut up!" This was never our America They held the reigns in secret, two fingers twisted as they lied through their smiles "We love you!" With a knife held behind their backs "Why don't you love us?!" As the knife comes down, as the fingers untwist and the smiles turn to snarls As we bleed and cry out in pain and they say: "Sit down, shut up... It will only hurt for a second."
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halie-harris
American
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Nov 13, 2016
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