Expired wounds.

Expired wounds.

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On November 28th, 2016 I wrote this poem. It has been in my note pad for 4 years. Yet still relevant. I am a BLACK MAN in this country. I will do what I must to be liberated. WE WILL BE FREE !
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**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"

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