Hard
Whenever I spoke
All they did was provoke
They took me as a joke
So I would often choke
Is it because I was broke?
They felt comfortable to poke
Usually I’ll just cuddle up and smoke
But now I’m grown and woke
Whoever hurts me I shall revoke
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