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Sometimes people                                    don't know how to take,                                                                            the works of art that I create.              I don't understand                                   how knowing who I am                                                                            causes the problems at hand. They think that I am                                     living in a dream,                                                               but  there's truth behind what I say, AND how they make me seem.                                     I can still say to the whole world                                                                   I know the meaning of C.R.E.A.M. But cash rules nothing in my world,                                      I care less for the dollars                                                                    And all about the DREAM But I wouldn't mind the paper                                 and I am flattered by the follows                                                        Because not even evil is all that it seems.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
There's No Evil In My Dreams
Sometimes people                                    don't know how to take,                                                                            the works of art that I create.              I don't understand                                   how knowing who I am                                                                            causes the problems at hand. They think that I am                                     living in a dream,                                                               but  there's truth behind what I say, AND how they make me seem.                                     I can still say to the whole world                                                                   I know the meaning of C.R.E.A.M. But cash rules nothing in my world,                                      I care less for the dollars                                                                    And all about the DREAM But I wouldn't mind the paper                                 and I am flattered by the follows                                                        Because not even evil is all that it seems.
Don't judge till it's you.             Not everything society demonizes                                                   Should be demonized. Just be a good person.
jennifer-weiss
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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