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Working 9 to 5 on minimum wage, until old age. It's not about the money, honey. You don't fell brave, just like a slave, but you gave until you entered a maze. Confused and abused, you refuse to blow a fuse.
First Two Tries Third Failing Attempt Four Trials of Flames Fifth Error Yet Rises Above Six Six Six was the Luck
Everything people said.Everything they did.All of it was true in some way.“Until it happens to you you won't know how I feel.”I get it nowWhy they say “you have a heavy heart”Now that it's happened to meIt feels like I'm falling and will never get
Packin bowls and all I smell is loud My senses gotta be fucked Since when can I see sound? Dumbfound you have me Bruh I'm Not so grounded can we
The biggest moment of happiness they had in their life was when you were born with new hopes and enlightened their courtyard with smiles and immense pleasure you were the precious gift
I smile in hope they will stop staring. I smile in hope that they will see the beauty I see when I look in the mirror. I smile in hope to make someone's day.
What am I underneath it all? I am afraid, of new, of alone, of failure.
Why do you judge me like you know me? What did I ever do to you? I just don’t understand How the people around me have gone so mad. I did nothing to deserve your hate.
You say that the Civil War ended slavery, Then decry corporations as practicing such, Driving their "employees" into the ground, Hypocritical Much? But as I recall, Over all, Corporations don't chain
The last time I even tried to do this, i didn't finish the story I intended to share. Though it seems to be a little less than a year ago, it felt like centuries. I mean everything is just so different.