Thelast Don Poet Bio

Dejavu

Is one that is graceful,

is one that is sane,

one that is outspoken in all it shames,

eye for an eye,

a whips a cracken

shame on you darkee,

your skin be a blacken,

for the sky is so pretty, my soul is a lacken,

of flesh so pretty, as clean as can be,

why is it, this devil has taken over me,

I see my body a hangs from a tree,

of blood and tears that drip from my knee,

oh who, oh who could do this to me,

my father, my father ,oh when will i be

my day is a comin an soon he will see

why glory is my paradise the day i be free.

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