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When love secretes sinful aphrodisiac whimsical wishes We only see destruction follow But in its footsteps is a creature of immense...
What have you to be proud of? What pain have you felt to make you so vain? Why do you envy us yet put hate on our name?  
don't say hallelujah and don't mean it don't say you love Jesus and you still have animosity with your fellow brother or sister don't...
My earrings are heavy despite how high they hang up. And my headband’s telling everyone my name St.
In this cold world is there no place for me  it makes me mad how hard society has it  for me trying to stop me and make me fall 
The Irony in Having the Name “Hope” H.C.   My name is Hope and I may be white But that does not mean that I am blind To the violence
I first met you at a bar,  After I admired your car We were both so young and free, I just wanted you to notice me As we danced to and fro,