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silent cries


take me as I am 

heal my wounds as I step in 

the pain that is bruised that no one can see, as I step down and sip this tea

who is this beautiful black queen that's been hurt in ways that no one can see  

she wasn't a follower so she led 

pain in her eyes as the tears shed 

lay your head as I comfort you 

It's okay I been there too 

two black queens that only want to see there way through

two paths which one to take 

I have some really hard decisions that I have to make 

here I am don't be afraid 

it's cool not to be okay, cry let it out 

don't sit around and fall into depression 

this situation was just a lesson 

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