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I stood there as you broke my nose.
All you wanted me to do was pose.
My blood drips.
Covers my hands and slips.
Submission under recognition.
Mama Says…
The cracks in the city pavement, gobble me alive
Deep into the darkness of the street where the secrets lie
I look for comfort in the dank crevices of this unforgiving
Fortress of oppression
