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Courage


Listening to the sounds of the world one day, i get the small feeling that didnt seem to go away; 

Life is too short to run through blindly.. But zoned out and chilling someone had to remind me;

sitting here reminescing on the good fun i had, gives deep deep feelings that no real man should have;

the fact that i grew up and became a real man, leaves me stuck sitting here life in the palm of my hand...

battling between school homework and main attractions, wondering why life is full of such distractions; 

remember life is to short to go through blindly, god never gave the spirit of fear so my courage is what guides me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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rlr4thed
<p>Im not really sure what i just did</p>

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