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Hypocrite!


America, the land of the free

America, the land that is me.

America, one who accepts all races and colors.

America, promoting hate among each other.

America, with her shining WHITE smile, 

I guess every aspect of her has to be WHITE as well.

Passive-Aggressive Bigots who give Miss America hell

Can choke on their hypocrisy and bile.

Because American racism

Been stinking up the nation for a while.

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haileylovelace
<p>internal rhyme and slow build of anger for the win</p>

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