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Purpose


I wonder what my purpose is on this earth Even though it often feels that I'm in a hearse I was abandoned by both parents That's when I became aberrant My mother died from working so hard And my father was an alcoholic who always put up a guard A one night stand created a new life But what's the purpose of this life when they never see the light This life is me and I will succeed Even in the fornication I will proceed My life has come with pain like angels weeping over lost souls But now its up to me to take over and reach my goals I have cried many nights But I will never give up these fights I will be one of the most strongest women walking this earth Just watch me as my humble ambition makes my worth
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