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Balance


Tug on the corner of my shirt, I'll show you my life in spurts. Millenia to learn what I know, What is that worth? I rolled my dice, I took that bet. Gambled with life, Before Death collects his debt. I don't have shit to lose, So I walk to the edge of sanity. As I laugh I ask "Can someone push me please?" Lifes a joke so I laugh while I cry inside, They swim their tears of the pool of their lies. Drownin' realizing you're only livin' to die. All of this comformity, World full of bitches like a sorority. Fears become reality. Brotha locked up, Friends still fake, My girl probably fuckin' someone I hate. We either learn nothing, Or we learn it too late.
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