Keshia Morgan Nomdo

My stomach in knots,
And all is lost,
in my mind thats filled with confusion.
I try to remember all that I have learned,
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I've contemplated suicide one too many times,
My mind a box of marshmellows, squish squashing in my head,
These fears and tears that consumes my soul at the passing of each day!
I am an african, born and bred!
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My conscious and sub-conscious mind entwined in a rhythm that no man understands,
My heart insynce with a rhyme that aint mine.
And my souls beat which is so deep, makes my spirits orchetra complete.
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It's like going from a stallion to a donkey...
And yes I am that stallion...
I bring rebellion to your backward thinking...
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In these lil moments that we speak, gentle words sound so sweet...
You say we are just friends but deep down I know I've already fallen...
When you say my name, my heart skips a beat, deep inside I feel the heat and I know I've already fallen...
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You kiss me and I feel nothing,
Just a deeper desire to be with her,
but what can I do but be with you,
'Coz I know she doesn't love me.
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I feel like dying,
for this crying,
so intence and painful.
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These feelings inside,
This yearning within me,
When will these feelings make me feel free?
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