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All the victims and their sin Burning fire on my skin  Screaming children of today Born from fear of yesterday  I was breastfed the pain of generations  Drank up their instincts to have suspicions  Past poisons my bloodstream keeps me in cages  I’m mentally struggling to escape all these places  Electric buzzing in the heads Causing offsprings in distress  Piercing shrieking, heart attack Tears of anger, slow, numb death  Deformed tranquilizer dart  Broken vocal chords, no art
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 7:02 AM UTC
Breastfed
All the victims and their sin Burning fire on my skin  Screaming children of today Born from fear of yesterday  I was breastfed the pain of generations  Drank up their instincts to have suspicions  Past poisons my bloodstream keeps me in cages  I’m mentally struggling to escape all these places  Electric buzzing in the heads Causing offsprings in distress  Piercing shrieking, heart attack Tears of anger, slow, numb death  Deformed tranquilizer dart  Broken vocal chords, no art
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 7:02 AM UTC
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