Tag: Elizabeth Andrade
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Green, Yellow, and Red
Running away from where i’m really from – Maybe it’s just the fear of the unknown – From the fear of not hearing the annoyance of the mosque, (maybe after all the hatred from it i actually kinda like it…
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Bittersweet
A title that sticks pleasantly to the heart, yet burns and stings on the rib A chance many would want… until it is a label one cannot get rid Never free from the emotion of unresolved grief and explosive emptiness…
