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Sep 2018
Still wonder why they make us cry
Lord knows I be praying trying to ask him why.
And it's a shame it would have to come to this
Too many taking shots but really they're too afraid to miss.

Could a thousand shots to a heart be shot just to make it bleed
Knees be sore and bruised trying to pray for our every need.

But those are just my words.

**** shame I had to lose myself in all other people's selfish words
Expensive taste they try to place on me, taking wrong corners. Living a life of risky swerves

But could I be just the prey to this predators teeth
You say as much as you can to try **** me from beneath.

But those are just my words

But I refuse to be a slave to the words you use to bind me as chains
They may talk full but I won't give you any space to plant yourself in these empty plains.

For if you going to say hate to one really you should hate on yourself
If you were to think you're dying, I would blame such of your words for destroying your own health.

But those are just my words. Don't take to personal
But a word of advice, such of your words are but irreversibly.

But those are just my words.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  26/M/Zimbabwe
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