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Jun 2013
I'm not sorry for the man that I am....
But you would have been.....
of the man I could have became....
The type of blood that flows within my veins...
Royal might sound cool....
but I'm not sorry for not being a fool...
and just mimicking what I saw...
But that you don't understand...
You just see Daddy....
And I just saw air...
As I stand a peasant...
In the shadow of a heir....
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
402
   ---, victoria, DieingEmbers, st64 and AJ
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