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Not religious but lords knows I'm trying How can I lose when I came from the bottom Feel like I been to hell and back several times Every time I thigh about my dad I wann cry Sometimes I wish someone would **** me But I got too much pride to lay down and die These pain is too intense to hide It's oozing out like blood from a bullet wound I wonder if turning to God will make it all better I refuse to struggle like my mom did Whatever I do I'm gonn prevail Don't wann back to hell That's the dark place in my head...
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
Lord knows
Not religious but lords knows I'm trying How can I lose when I came from the bottom Feel like I been to hell and back several times Every time I thigh about my dad I wann cry Sometimes I wish someone would **** me But I got too much pride to lay down and die These pain is too intense to hide It's oozing out like blood from a bullet wound I wonder if turning to God will make it all better I refuse to struggle like my mom did Whatever I do I'm gonn prevail Don't wann back to hell That's the dark place in my head...
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michael-rice
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Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
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