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Till My Last Breath


I swear sometimes I don't wanna answer your text. Expecially when I know so many wanna show you more than their pecks. But I trust you not to break my heart. Please with the pain don't start. Your proud right now. Just let me keep leaving you in "wow". As soon as I learn the truth. I will become bullet proof. Cut it off, trying to play a game? You will look the fool as I climb to fame. I got thrown in the trash expecting not to last. As all you fools awaited my relapse. Yet here I stand. Waving a new brand. Throwing a surprise at all those Who follows. This rumbly path Enduring all the wrath. I will be the man who is heaven sent. Not the one you keep around to help with rent. I will love you for you, wrinkly and with alstimers. Way longer than these fucking young-timers. I hope it's sooner than later that you open your eyes. That way what I have to say isn't a fucking suprise! #TillMyLastBreath
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