HIP HOP
She sits there, pain filling the back of her eyes
causing them to leak, in her agony
their intollerance not giving her a
chance to speak, she sits there
She sits there with her innocence
stripped away from her unwillingly, salt
water tears stream down her swollen
eyes, as the ridicule heightens, she
just sigh and just- sits there
In a sudden she realizes that she
isn't defeated, that her soul is everlasting,
in other hearts she still beated,
Her spirit now genial and it cant be
shook,…
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Posted on October 2, 2008 at 7:29pm —