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She loved the idea of him But not his punches, She loved to be loved But not the wounds from him, She failed to love herself enough And he loved controlling her, Something at some time will break It will be her heart and not just her bones, And unless she decides to break out…
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Walk through rubble, burnt out homes Are there dead below the rubble? It’s unknown I can smell the death and residue of the bombs And the sickly stench of rotting flesh of kids and mum’s Once neighbourhoods of people sharing so much fun Are now tombs for cold dead bodies laying under ground What sickness…
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There is no one and nothing out there that represents my needs, as the wealthy are allowed to make those who struggle bleed, on zero hour contracts, or living on a minimum wage, as the corporations make huge profits of which they should be ashamed and no political party seems willing to bring about real…
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