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Nov 2018
you are a lab rat,
dancing in their labs,
through you they *** to conclusions.

You turn them from ***** to holy,
Every morning they turn saint.

It's sad how you have turned a naked god,
Cleaning possessed men.


Immoral lab experiments
Men are tresh.
Bongani 'Malambule' Sibanyoni
Written by
Bongani 'Malambule' Sibanyoni  25/M/South Africa
(25/M/South Africa)   
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