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THE COLOURED SHEEP

born on the wrong side from the start
the grand-daughter of a red headed bi-polar tart
yeah I played the extended family part
as I grew with the abuse I wondered if they knew
he kept it well hidden so maybe they didn't !!
that side of the family were always aloof
growing up I chose to trust very few
moved away they hadn't a clue
of how I felt or my point of view but
years later when I was told low and behold
I'm  shit on their shoes
and was at my lowest so
I cut loose
I told her straight out with total amuse
that I'd watched from afar during the X's
many years of abuse and multiple drug use
YES   a Proud coloured sheep am I
my house and life isn't bought from lies
you drug dealers profit even when someone dies
low life creep, how dare you
no, all good
 Yes I chose to
be the coloured Sheep
I hold my head high and at night I can Sleep!
I don't need your fake fold
my friends are my peeps..
Written by TinaLouise
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