dehumanization
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Ridges on concrete make up the hands you possess
The very same hands that changed my mind process
Birds aren’t like the ones we saw one summer’s eve
Thot, thot, thot.
Hear that shit everywhere I swear.
Thot, thot, thot.
I’m capable of getting a nut, giving a nut, but not of tender loving care.
I am not a number,
I will not conform to a game.
I am not a test,
I will not feel the shame.
I will make you know my name.
You aren't my friend
You haven't even tried.