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Life it seems to have gotten harder, sometimes I don't know why I even bother. Its hard growing up without a father, he didn't care or spare a dollar. I'm up at night thinking will I prosper? or will the devil come and try to barter? He can bite his tongue, he best not think I'm dumb I would rather be a martyr than succumb to something darker.
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
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Life it seems to have gotten harder, sometimes I don't know why I even bother. Its hard growing up without a father, he didn't care or spare a dollar. I'm up at night thinking will I prosper? or will the devil come and try to barter? He can bite his tongue, he best not think I'm dumb I would rather be a martyr than succumb to something darker.
daniel-martinez
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
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