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10-03-05, 06:17 PM
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Stuck In Shallow Water - L.I. and Laureate
IP:
L.I.
As a juvenile my outlook was prude yet vile.. ..to prove a trial that always caused feuds of style I pursued the miles in hard fought troubles of strife ..and double the hype even made it a struggle at night now I shudder at site of any white script in the mail ..just skip it and bail or try to push chips and prevail it’s this or I fail and cause more stress this time ..depressed on wine, my judgments are suppressed by signs caress this nine and ponder on thoughts of death ..distraught from tests, my willpower sought for rest insults and threats could drive my mind insane .. a blinding race, impossible to find my range the ride was paved, now only a path to choose .. the fastest route, to become a more status dude and pass the news, break free of the anchor I carry .. anger is buried, progressing social ranks while I married thankful and caring I moved on after starting from war .. caught in the storm, my evolution brought me to shore Laureate I stood knee deep in problems I created for myself Like bad health I was sick of the shit I’d been dealt Trouble has come and gone, but the presence still lingers Too many to count, the world doesn’t have enough fingers Stabbed in the back often, but never a truly deadly blow Felt the downwards pull, wounds bleed beyond my control, Clogged with doubt and self pity, I never fully recovered Blind to the right route, life was gritty, hope was smothered Every time I got a boost, my support buckled and broke Even with nothing to lose, hope was muffled and choked Things never looked up, and my luck never changed Started a new game, reversing from fortune and fame So used to it now, bad days seem practically normal Bruises looked like diamonds, rags looked almost formal Constant clouds over my head, Mother Nature grounded me Invisible to eyes that see, and a nobody in society An intrusion of a delusion, slowly suffocating me Far from free, I was pulled further out into sea OM of October.
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