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hopeless


Hopeless
Its hopeless its like u stick a needle in my eye every single time we talk cause with each and every walk I cry more...
Heart ache and heart break strikes every time u knock at my door... 
But its hopeless for me to say never again becuz in the end I always let u do it again..
They say love is only love when ur willing to get hurt by ur loved ones and when you'll do anything for them...
But in my case love is hopeless...
Cuz once u lose something its gone u lost it...
Purity is key for some reason in this society without it ur trash ur nothing...
Well that's at least wat I was told...
Tricked misused and basically sold to the highest bidder was my heart followed by my soul...
She used me worn me out then tricked me with a trick a move so old...
She sucked me dry... 
Nothing left... how are u still alive? 
I got my will that I hold onto it keeps me alive...
In times of hopeless struggle I pull on it in full force letting be my crushes I lean on letting it be my full support...
In times of hopeless trials I call to it to be my guide and my lawyer...
But In the end I'm hopeless...
Cast me to the side like am unwanted chicken bone to the dogs just to be torn apart and later shitted away...
I'm hopeless yet I have something to lean on but in the end by supports as useless to me...
as a knocked down hive to a bunch of wasp or bees....
Hopeless but I still attack yea that's right I'm like a hornet 
I may seem defenseless but I still can come with a sting...
So bring it on wat may seem like hopelessness will quickly turn into usefulness and then before u know it u would wish u treated me like the rest 
Purity ain't all its cracked up to be cuz on can be pure but still in the end ur no better than me...
We are all the same type of people in a way living in a hopeless society fighting in a struggle trying our best to stay...
Hopelessness gives hope to productivity which produces success so we're just waiting for the catalyst to take affect...
While u ...u pure ones aren't hopeless here like the rest so in the end u only get grief but for us in the end we get ...
Successful and blessed...

 

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Nate the Great

this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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