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Aug 2022
I've always wrote in blood,
Stretching vessels to be understood,
Now I am skinned, still unheard,
You don't see ghosts, do you?
Here now, till I am graced,
To rest, manuring the dirt,
How then should this rhyme end?
With this Violence in mine head.
I've always ended in
Jeremiah Mhlongo
Written by
Jeremiah Mhlongo  24/M/South Africa
(24/M/South Africa)   
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