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Nov 2015
I'm tryna stay cool calm and collective but this **** is becoming repetitive, it's a pet peeve, oh what a web we weave when we practice to deceive and the seeds planted grew a rotten tree, it's apples are bad, bad to the core they try to entice us, and I implore you to stay away because they're the rotten entities we've absorbed and this ***** a metaphor for the **** we've been living in, our major sins, ****** and lust, we've left nothing for our kin but dust.

I'm ready to combust because enough is enough, we took an oath to coat the cold and home the homeless but nonetheless we leave them hopeless so put a cold gat to my head lay me to rest, I tried my best But wait I don't wanna leave I'm trying to make this place better and it's sickening it's a burden to know what  I'm gonna have  children live in, in cities living unfreely living under fake man made deities, false realities. Television screens and propaganda forever, our minds are tethered and we see nothing with open eyes, we don't realize the lies.

I wish we'd arise a stand together as one because with unity we can live peacefully but sadly we live in separation and it's manifestation is through ******, **** and racism.

The Devils in the details and every time pray I'm scared it fails but I hope sooner or later it'll prevail. Everything's so rotten and everyone's forgotten what it is to love and respect, we've grown to just judge and reject. I ask you look in the mirror and reflect on what you've been taught, this...this ill minded dialect.
Tristen
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Tristen  San Antonio, Texas
(San Antonio, Texas)   
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