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OLD SOUL


I never felt like I fit in with my generation, it honestly feels like I should have been born in a different time period. Where everything was once simple; not so complicated. It's to much to digest nowadays that it's becoming more overrated. It crazy when you don't know anymore; if you're going to see flying cars or a destroyed nation. Nowadays I just sit back and wait patiently for something to brew. In case that the world turns wicked; imma show you how not to. Keep your mind focused on your tunnel vision, what you want is, what you see in front of you, not all around you. Only focus on one energy, if you focus on more, it will destroy you mentally. Always cherish the little things like words of wisdom. Materialistic belonging eventually have an ending. When words do not. You can keep words for generations, while game systems can lose value down the years of a new making. When you speak be wise with your words. A sword cannot cut deeper than a angry soul. Weapons are made to destroy us, but when it comes to words. They stick with us forever. So be wise with your words. Be honest with yourself, be proud of who you are. Remember that we all are born kings and queens. but don't take it to literal. That you start to become Naive or ungrateful. That's how a knife can get stuck in your back by being wicked or evil. I don't have a lot of friends, because I don't trust people. Even through some may say they'll be honest with you. They won't look you in the eyes and tell you the truth. They'll lie on your name by saying words behind you. Because they can't be true to themselves as you are to you. So know who you are, and know your truth. Because real kings move in silence, we don't bragg on our success. We let success bragg on us.
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SunflowerKisses
<p>I felt like i could hear a beat in my head while reading this! You have some nice use of word play. Keep up the good work :)</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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