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~Break Bred or Play Dead~
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IP:
My Visions became Blurred and my words became more slurred
With Profine InterTwined Rhymes Makeing my Situations Worsts
..Onto the Point of No Return from Froze to the Worst of Burns
of Embracement in my Placement where yet im still able 2 Lurns
The Lessons of Preference of The Deceased among the Street
And The Storys of Shackled Freedom which is Arrested Peace
....Among De-Caged Criminals fullfilled with a Heart of Sorrow
For there Mistakes. made.but yet they still live 4 Tommorow
With the Realization of the Many Faces they Turned Tragic
From Masses of Automatic Actions.Concealing Hats and Magic
From a Diverse Universe with the Bad Erases even the Worst
The Dimised Dont Try and the Last Edge out even the First
From there Respective Differences between Free and Not
in Association with Peace on Earth but No Story and Plot
Can Translate the Fate of the Ones who Claim to have Faith
With there 1st Almighty..But yet Shankelz inwhich they Praise
The Metallic Objects Enriched Upon there Wrist..Cant Forget
To Maintain there Think Waves in a Game they Cant Forfeit
Or Even Suggest the Options to Quit. To want true Peace
Among Living Behind Prison Installments.But the True Reece
Without the Pieces......of Proper Reality Analogy is Thankfulls
For Absolutely Nothing..How can i Live Peace behind Shankulls?
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