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A-E-I-O don't owe you nothing
Nada, nunca
Nothing, never
I don't fit into yr dumb words
Language is memory pushing thru my skin
Bloody memory that filters everything
Blood is one
Hate is two
My pussy is three, 3
That makes you for
Peace, love, & equality
Your terms
I don't fit into those words
Yr alphabet is spelled with yr blood
Yr alphabet is spelled with our blood
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
I don't understand
I don't understand
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