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Mar 2017
Used to scream when i got stabbed in the back
when their weren't many blades to show i had been attacked
Living for the future got me feeling ****** in the moment
looking back it seems as though iv been my toughest opponent
Love is often in my mind alike to swimming from sharks
overjoyed if you make it
But you'll most likely die
as the current is vicious
Where the predator thrives
am i ***** for staying
Where my strings aren't tied..
used to scream when i got stabbed in the back
Now i use the knives they left me for revenge i exact ;
a homie had once told me i should dig up two graves
When im getting one back
for the pain that they gave..
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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