Poems from mislovely_

The crippling fate of reality has made me use a mask as my barrierTo cover my face when being yourself is a disgrace If your persona doesn...
The rap game is no longer what it should have been No longer affirmative action More like a big distraction More worried about drugs and...
I been through hell, wearing shorter clothes because sex sells Living in this fabricated reality its idolized to a whore but best believe...
Abused by those close, feeling life would be easier by ending it with an overdose Pain the likelihood of me going insane seems more...
Like a moth to a flame my emotions burn to ashes like a forest fire. You were the one who ignited my burning desire, tears like gasoline...

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