Boricua Justice

Our change is inevitable 

 Still struggling with things our past has been blocked from our memory pool
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Walking in the rain no can tell my tears from my pain 

The subtleness of the clouds looms a story of bitter remains 
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The tracks of my of life are worn and dismantled 

In search of all the wrong answers 
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We hide behind the tattoos, muscles and even clothes our abrasive talk is just a facade to make us look cold 

An everyone looks up to us to be strong
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The closer you come to my mind the farther i you push away 

Hurt formed in ah elusive way
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Our poison will never be relinquished because of a self sustaining demon

we look in the mirror an behold
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Love is a two way street blockade by hate 

and in that crowd waiting is fate 
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Forceful way of thinking 

Prisoner to my own solitude 
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Trying to make sense of what life meaning holds

Felt so disconnected to my generations woes
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Today my mind drifted 

Into this beautiful place
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Trying to make sense of what life meaning holds

Felt so disconnected to my generations woes
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Long stares of her beauty

 Beautiful black hair flowing down her back 
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