Slaver Poems - Poems about Slaver

Tho its a differ time there's still bad mine don't won't change its insane still eyes rain to see this wrong pain how some refuse giveS this thing call love SLAVER LIVES...

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some don't know slaver wasn't show in the rain whip in pain some time in chain it wasn't fame SLAVER WASN'T GAME...

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back in the day you had to pay no time for play work in the sun it wasn't any fun you have to do what they tell you too thoses baster THE SLAVE MASTER...

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some say know won't let go this they must know not like before everyone have a clover SLAVER IS OVER...

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some say it was over it still flows like a clover some still hate to them there 's do debate its in deep its inside there heart and feet thats world wide these are not lies SLAVER NEVER DIED...

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there some who too don't won't give up theyer still a press us we are there dust they still foot the bill of a cotton mill and refuss to give SLAVER LIVES...

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