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by manny
Rated: 13+ · Preface · Dark · #1580749
a slight desrciption of what ive lived through linked with struggles of ppl before me
living in a world full of anger and pain
everyone looking out for their own personal gain
they hunger for that money, hunger for that fame
wanting everybody to know and idol there name

they need to stop,
and stand idle
realize that people are struggling for survival

living a life no one would dare to dream
see me smile, but there's more then what i'm made out to be
oblivious to the fact, my heart is battered and bruised
late nights hearing my mom being abused
not knowing what to do except scream and yell
thinking nothing is worse then this, not even hell!

no way to escape, except through paper and pen
so i break free with lyrics, writing since age ten
letting the agony flow from my heart and mind
like blood spilling over, dripping on these lines
soaked in crimson magnificent red
all this while sweating, blood falling from my head

need more than morphine to get rid of this hurt
an iremovable stain that forever will hurt
no matter what i do, it refuses to fade
no matter how hard you try, it's existence remains,
like the fact that america beat on the blacks,
just like my hurt, their scars remian on their backs

or how those ignorant whites stole the indians land
trying to say killing millions was God's divine plan
these nominal christians, blinded by there greed
and yet still try to justify manifest destiny
although centuries have past, the pain holds on
and all i can do is pray and stand strong
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