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Sometimes its just not easy to follow
“hate crime and not criminals”
When criminals kill for lust,greed and their false beliefs
When they are indifferent to
Innocent people’s suffering.
Killed a part of my heart,
A part of my sweetness,
And from the pain of my wounded heart
I’m still recovering.
Sometimes in the front of me Sometimes it was behind Sometimes on the left Sometimes on the right Sometimes it was within me And sometimes just stood outside I thought I was bigger ard better Far superior and tall And it was merely my shadow Destined to follow me after all. But what it did to me Was not at all fair As I was no more And it was still lying there ( Me and my inflated ego)