I Still See the Ink
Sometimes I'm compelled to roar right now I think I'll whisper
Beyond these doors cant hear a sound Im talking to my sister
Listen
From within pull strength thats heaven sent
This worlds rhetoric is irrelevent
Pray
Keep nourishin the positive notion That bein outspoken
Means your chosen to heal the silently broken
Teach
They ridicule the knowingly spectacular
In attempts to futilely taint the chapters
Overcome
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