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I've had it and I've lost it over and over again This is not a pick and go As needed, pawn shop lifestyle What is mine I privatized Although having my hands in everything I can't grasp nothing barely holding to my sanity Accepting this to be grateful for that Tic for tac Like accepting I was responsible for get a car and not grateful and I got it towed Synchronized, bullied, and mistreated Sparked up a light that rekindle a flame that burns 🥵 Entitled to showmanship Excuse me and I would tend to avoid it My mind would try to get me to rage It's unheard disrespect
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Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC
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I've had it and I've lost it over and over again This is not a pick and go As needed, pawn shop lifestyle What is mine I privatized Although having my hands in everything I can't grasp nothing barely holding to my sanity Accepting this to be grateful for that Tic for tac Like accepting I was responsible for get a car and not grateful and I got it towed Synchronized, bullied, and mistreated Sparked up a light that rekindle a flame that burns 🥵 Entitled to showmanship Excuse me and I would tend to avoid it My mind would try to get me to rage It's unheard disrespect
Distractions are everywhere
renard-jackson
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Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC
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