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Hit With Shame

hit with shame like losing my game
swollen lips are singing my name
tears are hot and drumming like rain
i’ve had it enough
had it enough

hit with shame like writhing with pain
every word’s proclaiming my blame
every effort turns out lame
i’m sick of that stuff
sick of that stuff

ask for nothing else you say
it’s your fault
you have to pay
for every day
for every day
for every bloody single day

hit with shame and hit with disdain
every move’s increasing the strain
every flower adds to the chain
i cannot go on
cannot go on

hit with shame like hit on my brain
feel as if I’m watching a play
think I’m gonna give it away
i’m sick of it all
sick of it all

this is what you get you say
it’s your guilt
and don’t complain
you must pay
you must pay
for every bloody single day

poem by Max Kuvaev
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