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The scars they don't see
The scars they don't see Are the ones filled with the most painful memories The ones you don't have to touch for them to hurt Our bodies are permanent scars A reminder of what was once ours Now the use to start wars They made it our prison of skin and bones Condemning us to a life where silence is our home An eternity of being alone The scars they don't see They couldn't have our skin They couldn't steal our blackness They didn't want to see us win They made it their life goal to convince us Our existence was a sin It's why we try to be invisible So they don't use us as a weapon These are the type of scars That constantly burn The ones that yearn For a life of freedom For a life we don't have to earn The ones that don't fade That can't be tamed The ones that demand to be named The ones born from racism Fueled by discrimination And continued through oppression The ones they make to teach us a lesson If we ever decided to start a rebellion The ones they carved by the decision That we were the villains When in reality their hands were the weapon
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