A Little Something
Soul over mind, if mind is over life, well that's the end of mine
Why receive hate when I'm trying to be kind, don't watch my step
unless I'm stepping on a mine
Blowing off steam when the teapot is benign, but really I'm fine
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I am a junior in high school majoring in Graphic Design. I create covers for music compilations and make music. I attend Chicago High School for the Arts ad am graduating in 2018
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