Poems from Hobodia
From college to knowledge
Do I really wanna graduate anyway?
I mean, I have one year left if I build up stress
And take 18 hours by 2...
Letting go is releasing my grasp from the pulley attached to the anvil
Just to have it fall on my own heart
But hold on long enough and...
Because I'm light
The brights don't fear me
They feel they can accept because I'm not "them"
Because I'm light
Blacks won't hear me
I don'...
filterless
naked
naked to the eye
naked to the brain
naked ain't the same as being covered now is it
no cover up from a sheet
no cover up...
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