Vehemently, I tell you,
I say in prose, or poem!
I cry, I weep, I shout,
I kiss even, as though with words!
I see a word, I cry | I weep,
I burn myself, the pain is deep!
I wake up early, I have to read,
I stress myself, I cannot sleep!
I near curse God,
Vehement is the cause!
And upon your nation,
I near call death!
And every notion,
It does hit!
I do not belong,
I cannot, I sing my song!
I cannot, I sing my song!
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