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Opulence

Wealth

Sumptuous living

Luxury

Opulence

Simple summary

My life behind closed doors

My life when i get out the bronx

I am humble but i love the finer things

I cant help but want the nicer things

I struggled to get where i am at

N im struggling so my kids can have a lifestyle i dreamed of

Looking around now, ive never been seen such opulence

Until this very moment

However its not just the riches

Its the love

It the happiness

Its the peace

Its the mental law

Mentally successful

Mentally happy

Maybe im crazy

But everything is so beautiful

Everything seems magnificent

Everybody wants it

Everything i want exist in my mind

From the outside looking in,

Its a dream come true

From the inside looking out,

Its a nightmare i cant escape

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Apr 24, 2016
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