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when she framed me

Posted to Poetry and Politics





Mother said they’re already gone
Hey I believed you
Disarmed by deception
Cos I believed you
But when I came out
Fifty faces in the dark
I could not shout
Oh no I was framed
I was too afraid
It's sadder when you know
That no one’s quite as sad as you
Finding the truth
Creeping my way back
To the comfort womb
Shen won’t let me worm my way in
I had to curl up on the pavement
Mother who have you been talking to?