Coffe with Condy, it’s going well.
Peace is as unlikely here as in hell.
The Realist has had her day.
She’s a lady in every way.
Botto... |
Everywhere I look I see hate
Humiliation becomes a common fate
Thinking hurt is the only thing that’s real
But helpless is what I’ve com... |
What color is my nail?
What color is my skin?
Will the answer fail
To please the soul within
Do not judge
It can be erased
Because bel... |
Tick Tick Tock
Run the hands of the clock
The father, the mother, the child
Say goodbye and step into the wild
Each reaching for its place
I... |
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