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Coal
Coal
My teeth are black because their just not ready
My grill is dark so what I speak is heavy
My Ivories have been eclipsed with Ebony
Emphatic about his hell, but prophesizes so heavenly
His mouth is the color of a void, that's just the Genesis
My Revelation uncovers his blemishes
On the road to cleanliness
What's been behind these noir cages
Houses where I've been
Pressure from within propels genuine gems.
Poet of Pain
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