Uphold the Truth
Freaky mafia dogs roaming the streets
The ravenous wolves that stalk me
My will is appeased and tongue is seized
They are many in number and I have lost control
I have lost the fight to save my soul
How many times I feel the pain and cried
How many times I am buried alive and died
I know I am being followed by scary cats
My smiles disappeared when I became a target of freaky rats
I write poems to help you discover another breath
I want to pen the truth before my death.
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