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Sy’Eir
There ain’t a bone of resentment in my body.
Just with momma being gone,
Knowing not to speak ill of the dead,
I chose you instead.
For years I held on to the notion
I wasn’t enough for you to change.
No, I wasn’t enraged;...
Just with momma being gone,
Knowing not to speak ill of the dead,
I chose you instead.
For years I held on to the notion
I wasn’t enough for you to change.
No, I wasn’t enraged;...
