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Goldie B.

Break Me Down

Simply because my mind travels through different dimensions as my heart clenches and feelss the highest levels of tension, and did i mention that my soul seems to suffer in detention while the ignorant laugh and point as they continue to pursue their mission to break me down. To rip me apart. To fold my heart. To smother me, so that society hears not one sound as they choke the knowledge out of me..

—Goldie B.

(2013)

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