"unapologetic strength" prt 1
I'm speaking from an early grave from slay queen to a chained slave His hands were as smooth as glycerine but I didn't know he was a wildebeest in a sheeps clothing My pain is a knife, my pain is a hammer My pain is a blazing Fire He was a ticking time bomb My flesh still feels the iron knife that kissed my skin Every mark on my body is like a lesion of sorrow I carried this cross like i carried our relationship kissing him is like trying to kiss thorns and barbed wires it's stupid I took every heat because that became my regular schedule every day and my body became a brothel and I had no lethal weapon at that time because the walls didn't think it was a crime when they listened
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