I watched my brother die running, trying to escape this tyranny, when the democratic dictator took his bold stand leaving me torn. Armored tanks, a symbol of hope to come. we build our broken live and our homes.
i weep in joy that you remembered me. through guns and pens, ill be free.
And i was there when the statue fell, i looked on from my six foot cell as the democratic dictator took his land stand, and fell to the floor.
i weep in joy that you remembered me. through guns and pens, ill be free.
And i was there when the statue fell, i looked on from my six foot cell as the democratic dictator took his land stand, and fell to the floor.
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