catmartan
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CATEGORY
life
the chains
can fall apart
If I break the links
with my words of choice
I speak diligently
I may lose my poise
please pardon me
no one' s listening to the pitch
In my voice
I want to teach
they shuffle my words
Into what they want them to be
why are the chains holding me down
like they are apart of me
let me breathe I'm free
black lives matter
you heard me
do I need to speak
a little louder
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COMMENTS
after vision says: my poet, I guess that its not the size of the chain that holds and teaches |
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