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Little black bird creating mistress inside my head

get away from the stairs I've been fairing,

with hard work I keep transforming grass into roses,

but you just keep messing around,

could you please get out of my backyard?

Everyday you make a hollow

deeper than the rise of the stars.

Isn't it enough? Can YOU STOP?


Fly farer, I did not decide to be a slave

I still have hope that won't waste

Take out you dark feathers

Harmful , poisoned

you wish to satin me

with the worst of the inks...

But yo can't

Haven't you understand?


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