Abuse

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ABUSED

ABUSED

He would neither slap nor beat her

Yet he won’t say nice things to her

When she dresses...

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I know it was her

I know it was her
Do you think I would be stupid enough to not realize
How someone's prayer...

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So close to leaving

At times it feels like you don't care

it always seems like your not here

I try to get your...

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HONESTLY

Life after drugs... that is where I'm at,

Woke up at 50, slippers and cat,

Vague...

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Pricks who massacred the...

Pricks who massacred the people in positions of leadership

If you have a few minutes to spare this morning or this evening....

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Broken Porcelain

Broken Porcelain

He picked her up like porcelain
A doll cradled in his arms
Fine, delicate features
...

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She'll Take You for a...

Stop
Drop
And roll
This bitch is on fire, she's out of controll
Don't try to...

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#WoW

I'm running on the treadmill,

eating a salad,

the keys to success,

DJ khaled...

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No 5 Cheap Street.

Sickly sweet odour of cheap perfume hangs in the air.
From the third floor window she stares...

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Children of the dust

Children of the dust

The father is not here

O Lord bring him home

The cuts on his arms

His face made...

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Abuse

Abuse

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So many, there are
Different types, there is
Abuse comes in...

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Whores of war

Whores of war

To all the Great men

Marching towards their gods

Dressed for war

For honour...

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Palestinian Mother Shot...

Palestinian Mother Shot Dead By Isreali Soliders

I'm a happy child with
A bright smile and a happy
Warm heart I'm loving life
And my...

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Just Done

Just Done

She smiles,

As tears roll down her face,

Because this is all she knows,

Pain,...

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Palestinian Boy (Battered...

Palestinian Boy (Battered By Isreali Soilders) Palestinian American he is

As I sit alone I see
Slaughter after slaughter
Innocent children dying
For greed greed...

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The day i spoke with death

The day i spoke with death

I stopped to look in the mirror today.
There was a guy staring back but his hair was grey.

...

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Glass house

I'm a boy trying to be a man,

Behind the glass walls of my glass house,

Outside people draw...