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There's flames within my soul

some days it's burning passion some days the flames are cold

like I wanna let it go

but without passion 

we're nothing but a lifeless ghoul

with expired goals

texting all these people 

crack a joke they're all like "lol"

everything is so simplified

looking into friends eyes

they live simple lives

every single one of them is jaded

but all this internet on their minds

has filled them all with hatred

or useless entertainment 

min the matter of time of one "damn Daniel"

someone probably couldn't pay a rent payment

or a grown man is so lazy that he's in his mothers basement

look down at your iPhone 6

who gave you this

it definitely wasn't you working day and night shits

barely have enough to live

but you want a happy kid

because maybe if you buy them that'll gain appreciation

you're the "cool" mom

is that why they just lit a bong

and right in front of you

"kids will do what kids will do"

never under your roof

"mom to tell the truth

my girlfriends pregnant 

and did I mention 

it happened in your bedroom"

see my momma raised me right

momma held me made me go to sleep at night

yours gave you a million dollars told you "have a nice life"

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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