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I think for the paralyzed mind I endure pain , flow with sadness It is a state of personality, so deep it wounds my healed marks that symbolize my significant detailed history that mares every positive thought . Negativity put into superstition you're bewitched . How dare you fail to comprehend my blackness, my root of culture?
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
Entrapped
I think for the paralyzed mind I endure pain , flow with sadness It is a state of personality, so deep it wounds my healed marks that symbolize my significant detailed history that mares every positive thought . Negativity put into superstition you're bewitched . How dare you fail to comprehend my blackness, my root of culture?
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
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