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Cold World


bruised,abused,forgotten

that's how I feel

my ghostly phantom surrounds me

lord please repeal

 

a world with two colors 

black and white

one superior one inferior 

what a gruesome sight

 

thirteenth

my chains departed 

soul still lost

the divide imparted

lord please repeal

 

fourteenth

little rock nine

government unperturbed

the visible parting line

a pain still endured

 

bruised, abused, forgotten

that's how I feel

a cold world surrounds me

lord please repeal

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