[TEARS OF WE] a collab with ANGELA WILLIAMS
THIS IS ANOTHER CASE OF A DAMN GOOD WRITER WHO DOUBTS HERSELF. SHE HAD ME FLIPPING WHEN I READ THESE LYRICS. I THINK THAT SHE IS FYAH AND AGAIN I KNOW YOU WILL ALSO.
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IN THE DEPTHS OF WE, WE CRY FOR PAST PAIN, WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN.ALL THIS HURT THAT WE CARRY ON OUR BACKS AS THE DAYS CARRY ON.
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Tears fall for a past that is ingrained in our DNA and a future that looks bleak
Kneeling in the dirt bogged down by the weight.... do we pray for strength or do we fall in defeat
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THAT IS WHERE MERIT BEARS A HOLD, KNEES ON SOLID GROUND IN THE SANDS OF UTTER DISPAIR THAT LINE THIS ROAD OF WOEFUL SORROW.STRENGTH THAT MAKES WE RISE AND STAND AGAIN AND AGAIN AGAINST PRINCIPALITIES OF OUR OWN CREATION.
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Acknowledgement of what has been done gives we the wisdom and the courage to continue
Crawling,limping, walking, running down the path of sorrow daring not to stay the same....daring to look up and ahead
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CONFRONTATIONS AND REVELATIONS OF WHO WE ARE PAST AND PRESENT AS WE DWELL IN THIS DIASPORA.THE TRAILS OF SORROW,THE PATHS OF JOY, THESE THINGS THAT MAKE WE, WE.FLUIDLY FLOWING IN THESE ORGANIC VESSELS.
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In the cerebral cortex of the mind's eye it is remembered who we are
We regress to progress back into the greatness that is we
Dredging over the trials of sorrow that give way to wading through the rivers of tears that lead to the paths of joy
Displaced from the true home of we yet conquering new frontiers so that we thrive
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IN THESE VEINS OF WE FLOWS THE BLOOD OF OUR ANCESTORS, THOSE THAT MADE POSSIBLE IT FOR WE TO BE, AS FROM THEIR PAIN WE HAVE GROWN.THESE MODERN DAYS BEAR WITNESS TO THE LINK THAT EXISTS BETWEEN PLEASURE AND PAIN, SORROW AND JOY, WHERIN ALL OUR PASSION RESIDES.IN THE DEPTHS OF WE, WE CRY FOR PAST PAIN, WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN.
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