For the Tenth Time

I swore not to love anymore For the tenth time I swore not to pardon What she did to me The habit is the strength Which speaks more strongly Than nature And makes us test weakness

I threw my cigarette on the floor and stepped on it Without another one I picked the same one up and smoked it Through the smoke I denied my race Crying, repeating She is the poison That I chose To die without feeling

I felt that my heart wanted to stop When I came back And heard the neighbor talk That she just out of spite Carried on with a soldier Staying there in prison For the tenth time She is innocent Doesn't know what she did.

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