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Every time we talk,
my mind bows and scrapes.
Yes, yes,
whatever you say.
If i don't, you cast me away,
You don't want my thoughts,
you just want my flattery.
You tell me,
that i am so sweet...
it's easy to put sugar in fake.
I live my life,
on my knees,
forehead to the ground,
with begs and pleas.
I wanna stand and fight,
i want my dignity,
but this is all i can be.

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