Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Laying here, I'm praying for a way out.
Theres no doubt I'm stressed out as I ready for another bout.
The pressure from society puts fight in me
as I near the riots of the people that are quiet.
The life I live is one that's content never tempered.
It will always be shared and remembered.
In its past and all the mistakes Ive once had.
Turned into traits I now have.
As of a matter of fact, I'm relaxed.
I thought Ill just write some more 
and glorify all the sugar I just had.


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