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The terrorist ...

what are we just following?
these are just words written in hollow ink.
hailing the name of the leader
cut his head off , we can't forgive what he has done
he has got pocket full of money , head full of shit
his mistress is in our palace but I'm not gonna serve bread for his bitch
look what u have done..well nothing.
no security, policemen with no arms trying to protect us
what r u trying to do? test us.. ?
may be we just elect nuts
now look I'm not gonna do
what u tell me to
I'm just gonna bust out my anger n frustration.
kill the king who runs this nation
put him through a guillotine , I have lost my patience
u can call me a terrorist..
may be I am ... but the one with a heart
coz I see what the error is
n I just try to wipe it off.. i don't dig no humans scars
just murdered some beasts so far...
lot of people tell me to be calm..
but they don't see what deep inside I have become..
u would have never seen this blister on my face
if my sister wasn't raped
u will understand when u will loose some one
but I will pray so that u never loose ur loved ones
but I gotta do
what I'm supposed to
coz if a another girl born is another girl raped
then I'll never see my home as a better place

Written by manisha (cyanide kid)
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