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What don't I do for you?
You turn around and say
All your crudeness and rudeness
'Effin and blindin all day

Tell me, what I don't do for you
That you need to treat me this way
If you want me gone
Then all you have to do is say

I am ball of colour with a jet black core
The shades smear my face when my eyes are all sore
But to this you must be blind as you evidently can not see
The damage you cause to my people, in particular me

I have held you and caressed you when you've been low
Covered for your inconsiderate butt and caught up when you've been slow
We've share a bond so strange yet typical I think
It always seems to be you that makes our content ship sink

Down,

Down it goes, with a flurry of bubbled air
We're in the murky waters with poison everywhere
And while you can escape these waters that are seemingly your own,
I can't swim
And thus this is now
My deathly deadly home

I look up;
One last look at the descending light
There is hope for me yet
Despite the poison waters
Despite everything
It is you that I feel sorry for.

-Q.V.

01/09/15

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