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& now I can finally comprehend, the truth of all the statements that my mother used to make.

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Fantasy

You are the shadow that blankets my heart

The continuous contemplation that I face

For very emotion that I have felt

I have felt because of your selfish embrace

 You are the gold that my heart weaves

The lace that mends together the ripped flesh of my soul

Creating a tattoo of tales that traces so deep

Tales of the pouring colours of a women’s love

 The one that refuses to give up on a fantasy

One that has already written its ending.

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As long as you have good intentions, you no need to worry or mention.

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Sometimes, you just have to wait & see.

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How beautiful is the one that never gives up on you.

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She was as complex as complex could be. Upon every galaxy & dimension in which my tolerance had to breathe.

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Ignorance paves their light Oppressed, deprived, abused and uneducated is instilled in their sight In a nation where Democracy and liberation is loudly endorsed But they execute innocent lives in desserts with no remorse Fighting terrorism is their form of justification But blood, death, and innocent lives is not in their consideration Our minds they view as pawns And as the night passes we forget the beautiful dawns Encompassed within a society set out to dominate But unity, justice and strength is what we should demonstrate A country endowed by opportunities and chances they proclaim But decapitated children, rape and murder is committed absent of any blame Oh may the oppressed rise and prevail Upon the tides of the waves of the, oceans victory will help us sail!