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Dec 2021
Can't seem to hold the tears back,
Everyday your presence is in my tracks, **** I'm trying so, hard not to crack,
But I know the tears rolling, won't bring you back, **** wifey, why did you have to do that, now you constantly on my mind,
Can't even form a thought, too much pain brought, happiness and chaos,
Now I got new coins to toss, life's a ***** as I hang to your memories, like tree moss,
Which we could, switched positions , but then again, they'll be another intermission,
Transitions of tears for tears, seem like fear, been taking the highest tolls this year,
Too many folks, I've done lost in this atmosphere, y'all ain't hearin' me clear,
Glancing at the bullets near, thinking should I end my life, and rejoin my wife,
Every seconds that ganders, I see orders laid, through the spiritual commanders,
They telling me, it ain't my time yet, but everyday living a lifes a threat,
Seems like death and life, been playing games on me, birth to babies,
As another soul enters Hades, lately, I been peeping the skies sceneries,
Somebody help me, I speak loudly, but the angelic families ain't feeling me,
Maybe it's the lesser Gods in me, I smoke trees, by the oceans to the seas,
Let wind of nature tease, my melanin that needs a feed, deep in need,
Of a casket, laugh at these *******, that thought I was a slave, but I'm the master,
Of pain cycle the drain, once again,
Foes was my closest friends, seems like this is a forever trend, never ends,
Guess that's why we stay, playing the seven sins, on the edge of perdition,
Green blood of spawns pain, entering my brain, things remain the same,
Young earth, I watched her since she gave birth, to the moon, the stars,
But I was the only sun, that out shunned, my own planetary stardom,
Can't feel the pain of humans, cuz they numb to love, all of the above,
Push comes shove, see the doves cry, every time a tear, drops from the skies,
I'm asking the lord why, he foresake us, amongst wickedness, only left to die, Jesus is my brother, along with Judas,
Still got love to my looters and shooters, even when life boots us,
Out the atmosphere, I don't want to be here, no more pain, creeping from the rear,
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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