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Aug 2015
Being indecisive makes me
Aint no telling
I stay late at night thinking about my life  
No telling
Having conversations with mama
My life is a mess, I aint been returning texts
So she’s been reading depress


Don’t ever take the vice that was great advice mama
Retired teacher but your words still got me evolving

We stopped talking about dad
That ***** still in the club
Call him after we get off the phone
And show him some love
That guy loved you to death
He made mistakes throughout his life that he still doesn’t accept
But he still wants our forgiveness
And **** look how we living
I’m content with this story
Who are we not to forgive him
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