social awareness
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Freezing in the open air
Feelings getting old
People seem to never care
Emotions getting cold
Running in to the fray
Taking flak from emotional spray
Dodging the depressing bullets
I am Darkness-
The silent listener of screams-and-pleadings;
Shelter for crimes,
Graveyard for many a Maiden’s lives,
Smeared with virgin blood.
Heaven for criminal-hood
The "land of the free" made a slave out of me
My people chained body and mind
While they "progress" we get left behind
We try to find our nitch, but are too dark for them to make room
