My heart and soul have both been bled dry,
Collapsed on the ground I stare to the sky,
I scream but theres no one to answer my cry,
I'm void of emotion as i simply ask 'why?'
Long ago, in my era of dark,
It was believed that I'd lost my heart,
But now here I write, it rekindles my spark,
And I know that my writings leave a permanent mark.
But I still see injustice everywhere that I look,
Just the prologue would make a thousand page book,
But I think of my achievements and the thoughts my mind shook,
And the multiple meanings my rhymes undertook...
And I'm ok
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