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Long Time Coming


What do you feel when you hit success Can't trust these voices that come inside my head Well I feel success deep in my chest I'm glad that I passed the test See I made it I am Not like the rest That rest after Just because it's harder Naw man to me it's better You feel heavy I feel a feather You think it's deadly I think it's a latter So I climb the latter It's way up I still put my face up Never give up You wonder why I'm always up Well guess what There is no fear in me The darkness is clear for me My eyes see through it very clearly It's literally Nothing to me Cause when I walk in it Come from it like "Yeah I did it" You might be wondering why do have no fear of the dark I'll tell you See I was born in it Woke up in it I was torn in it It left scars on me There were hordes within it Then I made it I found my light You see it now It's not a night light It's the sun That Shines over me Liberates me The darkness runs When it does I laugh at it You can do it to Have a crack at it You might like it Then you strike it with your light break it When you do You embrace it Can you feel it Amazing isn't it You're all in Now you can look at the devil and say "Not this time I win" It's real
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See alot of people get confused on why I do this. It something that personally helps me aswell. God gave me this gift a powerful gift as an outlet. Thats what writing is for me. When emotion flies over me this is where I go. It's what I call Real writing. It's a therapy for me.

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