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by Arcassin Burnham And you say you have your life together , But you were poor. Whatever it is you've been through , I have been through it before. The dream doesn't make the person , the person makes the dream, Whatever it is you've been through , I've already seen. I've crashed through so many doors, Shame was coming from my poors, Doing all these Payless chores, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, But it's whatever. / Flowing through another human being's emotions like essential oils, You could possibly choose the fate that they set, or Live like society's pet, Or you could become the vet, Or you could run up a check, Getting the hell out of Dodge, Facing problems always to an extent to be labeled​ savage in a world Don't Even give you the care you asked for, but, What dose it take to get respect? See all we do is recollect, Most of us are too blind to see in this dark country where the enemy Is camouflaged.
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
W.e / It Is To Dream
by Arcassin Burnham And you say you have your life together , But you were poor. Whatever it is you've been through , I have been through it before. The dream doesn't make the person , the person makes the dream, Whatever it is you've been through , I've already seen. I've crashed through so many doors, Shame was coming from my poors, Doing all these Payless chores, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, I've been through it before, But it's whatever. / Flowing through another human being's emotions like essential oils, You could possibly choose the fate that they set, or Live like society's pet, Or you could become the vet, Or you could run up a check, Getting the hell out of Dodge, Facing problems always to an extent to be labeled​ savage in a world Don't Even give you the care you asked for, but, What dose it take to get respect? See all we do is recollect, Most of us are too blind to see in this dark country where the enemy Is camouflaged.
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Jul 29, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
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