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Apr 2013
Alone in this world I'm just a mind with a pen.
My rhymes become friends that are with me till the end.
Alone in this world I'm just a body with a pen
when I run out of ink I feel the walls closing in.
Thoughts of suicide running rampant through my mind
religious leaders think that we're living in the time.
Open up your eyes and you see what I see
Alone in this world It's just my pen and me
How could this be?
They told us we were free.
They're writing more laws and building penitentiaries.
Out of marriage *** leads to broken families.
I feel alone in this world but not necessarily.
Gone.
© 2013
Sean Antonio Tyson
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Sean Antonio Tyson  28/Land of the free
(28/Land of the free)   
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