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My virginity I wanted to save
You took it away like the air and left
In my mind I thought that I have behaved
But you have created a sound that’s deaf
I can no longer hear you from the grave
Self-hate dominated my own skin color.
I felt abandoned by my own parents
Which brought me closer to my dear brother
Church was my life, always has been there
Because I was raise by my grand-mother
My broken heart was searching for freedom
But thank God I always kept my wisdom
Poetry have made my stars brighter now
I had to find self-confident somehow
