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Nov 2018
Tear drops on my pillow
Stains on my face
Knife through my heart
Mind in outer space
Cotton in my throat
Blows to my womb
Everything is spinning in this room
*****? I have none to give
Care? What is that
Love? It don't exist
My hearts under attack
Smiles ill continue doing
And the prayers never stopped
Music to keep me climbing to the top
Queenologist
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