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May 2017
By Arcassin B and Dr.Strange

AB:Washed up is my middle name from all the
Goals of being worthless in this life and taking
Orders from a dead society,
I was always a loser even when I could not do
All the things  I've always set out be,
The end of energy,
DS: it seems my entire existence has been a false reality  As I claw my eyes out hoping I can't feel what I can't see  Mainly the society that always magnified the worse of me  Labeling me as loser before I could even breathe  Disbanding my dream to be great before it even manifested itself as a dream  So what's the point anymore  Life is as hopeless as it seems,
AB: trying to redefine all of our pedigrees and our innocence,
Praying to the Lord in our church's for the extra help to keep our
Jobs and maintain the confidentiality to stay from bad things,
You do you and I do me ain't rap lyrics, it means something,
Working for the man ain't easy but it's something,
I had a temporary love for crafting things into my own image
When I was in God's image and learning his sons sacrifice to
Make it right for all of us especially the good people with moral
Values and heightened awareness of the things that creep on this
Planet's surface,
You,
Can be as stable,
And you,
Can make it right,
Why don't you just start tonight,
Ya might as well, til judgment day.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/05/wings-awakening-official.html
Arcassin B
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Arcassin B  23/M/Palm Coast , FL
(23/M/Palm Coast , FL)   
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