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Nov 2018
If you are not accepted
The hope will commit ******
And all factors will be affected

My heart is saying leave
But what a tangle, weary weave
Pulling from the deep seems to catch me
Off guard as of now, all the painful dealings

Sit and wave my hands in front of you
A ghost never receives the convoy menu

Feelings are in the mist of reforming
Dragging my body through the storm
Where was God when the Earth was emotionally showing
The flaws in some, characters change
Utterly violent and scoped through close range

Election Day is the secrete to the plan
Trump either has a clear path or ****** hands
Trust nobody is what I will stress
Families are the only source to unite the black dress
Code laws are going to alter the safety of people
Creating departures until they forever possess

Danger to all unless somebody steps up
Never abide to authority if they're green greedy
If you snoop on them they will **** you instantly


RIP Tupac Amur Shakur(September 13, 1998)
Anthony
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Anthony  20/M/Camden, NY
(20/M/Camden, NY)   
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