I will not be my own enemy,
you're making me feeling cheap.
Selling me cancers, heart burns & skin rashes
while I miss out once-a-lifetime rain.
There ain't no space for bargain
I know what I have & it's priceless ownership.
Too many of me & just one of you?
Please, is that what your mama told you?
You have no truth, no clue & everything to lose.
Strop bringing everyone to your level.
That level of hell is not worth the crackle.
Why don't you just let go & drop to the bottom
them maybe you will come out the other side
and I won't be waiting.
Go to hell.
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