like a stuck pig.A Poem by i.am.the.sun.oldie. i don't really know what this is trying to say... well, i know what it's TRYING to, but it really really does a bad job.like a stuck pig sometimes i need to bleed raised in a cage force fed my food and only given life at bare gratitude. one day i was picked from the lot, singled out and shot. dragged to my tomb and hung on a hook. i came from the womb, to be killed and then cooked. i am brought up in the cheapsest way just to fill my part and die one day. so like a stuck pig sometimes i need to bleed.
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