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This is me


Everyday is a curse but a blessing as well Before we judge others we must look at ourselves The journey is hard but remember the outcome is still undecided I won't be satisfied until the day come when my soul is undivided Only thing on my mind is money and one day making my millions But until that day come I'll just be stuck in this general pavilion As I watch my friends slowly start to fade away I know that the only thing to save them is for me to work harder for them today I can't, I will not leave my friends alone I'll work hard for them until my time on this earth is gone I walk through life thankful for all the blessings God's given me But wait i cannot forget about all the pain he's threw at me They say money is the root to all evil But these are the people who try and take it away from you, deceitful Maybe one I'll make it and my voice will be heard But until this happen I'll just let my words fly on this paper like a bird
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