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It’s not my
fault
That when I
exhale
It’s a death
sentence on pain.
It’s not my
fault
The sun beams
down its shine
Into my corner
when it’s pitch dark like a mine.
It’s not my
fault
I can put my
feet up in the heat and find peace
Even when
prospects are no longer at ease.
It’s not my
fault
That every time
I shut my eyes and squelch a tear
I’m compensated
for my loss by angels hovering near.
It’s not my
fault
I got my life on
point;
That I always
seem to end up on the right side of the coin.
It’s not my
fault
I rise
constantly,
That somebody up
there’s looking out for me.
It’s not my
fault my rain turns to change,
That I play hard
but don’t talk a good game.
And dudes best
know where to point the blame.
Akpan
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