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May 2014
you
i won't stand by while you take away
everything i knew
my night and day
you can't choose the way i walk
and i'm going to walk away
you can't choose the way i talk
but i'm saying what i have to say

my whole life
i was your slave
i can't believe i didn't know
i still don't know now
but my poetry tells me so
Riot
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Riot  Pennsylvania
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