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Delaurence23

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wit my hands gripped

praise the lord gave me tha chance to get this far

now i dont want the chance

i had rather run from my star

i aint never seen no point

so i kept askin the same question

how many times does it take

to make my heart stop

and my body shake

strike me wit lightning

spray me wit acid

take me out now

its tearing me apart

my soul is contemplating

kurt said at one time

its better the die than to fade out

so why you hustlin me trying to hold me down

this is my ocean

and my waves are subsiding...

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