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Nov 2016
The street lights illuminate the world we live in
Driven to despair by those who are for givin' 
Up their broken hearts, **** 'n' puff with Mary
To carry on burdens though loads and forms may vary
Well, become my cherry red girl, Lucy
To see, how far you see in the depths of the blue sea
I know I see, icy watches but eyes are the soul's window
And my eye sees an icy world in eye seas, so
I stand in the streets as an onlooker, streets shook her
Hook her on morphine trips, ****** on more fiend *****
Than on screen clips, the way she succeed in the hood
Misunderstood, lacking common sense to be good
Once more, once for their loved ones, twice for themselves
Thrice for their dependances left alone on their shelves
Written by
Hova  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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