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I am broken Not love sick Sour faced Teeny bobber Heartbreak But social devastation The kind that comes With the human revelation That things don’t get better Greed rules the land Followed by ignorance Pacing close second Racial issues are still Clouding the way people feel Cops are still brutalizing Black people ****** is still a word I hear regularly In this a redneck society Except it is never as simple As that The poor suffer The words won’t come In lieu I guess a heart ache Will have to do I would cry If I had any tears left I would try If I had any hope left But I am broken Just the way Some people like In truth Only the insane can remain Standing unbroken
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 8:06 AM UTC
Broken
I am broken Not love sick Sour faced Teeny bobber Heartbreak But social devastation The kind that comes With the human revelation That things don’t get better Greed rules the land Followed by ignorance Pacing close second Racial issues are still Clouding the way people feel Cops are still brutalizing Black people ****** is still a word I hear regularly In this a redneck society Except it is never as simple As that The poor suffer The words won’t come In lieu I guess a heart ache Will have to do I would cry If I had any tears left I would try If I had any hope left But I am broken Just the way Some people like In truth Only the insane can remain Standing unbroken
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 8:06 AM UTC
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