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WE ARE GRISELDA · FAN PAGE
No end to kinetic energy. A trio shackled to the essence.
Tribulations in life are what gave birth to our descriptive message.
The coldest hearts near the bottom of classes.
From the womb of self-inflicted whips pump veins of warm passage.
Visions of the finest wine in gold trim glass.... non-impressive.
Til the hand that holds the cup morphed to the oppressive.
Yes, that struggle is not forever.
Salute to a "Find a Way" grind in all facets of weather.
The moments of ease after extreme scorching distress.
Rain knocks at the front of my window, pain etched in the middle of her chest.
A cry far west — come back, speak of life from the bottom.
The most balanced always expects to somehow fall to a winning column.
You're the offspring DNA of whom invented thee.
Thank you for reminding us the feeling.
I gave you birth. You give back authenticity.
— Hip Hop