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My Black is Missing....
Did you know My Black is Missing? Did you know that my young, black sistahs are missing?
I don't think you understand me when I say you don't know. You've ignored it for so long...
The weight of your anger,
Turned on me, a total stranger.
I haven't done wrong,
You just wanted to feel strong.
I see through you,
This isn't something you want to do.
I see the hurt inside,
