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Dec 2021
Folks only love you most when you gone,
And love you less while you here,
They say hold on be strong, but when you alive they love to point your wrongs,
Instead of focusing on the rights, they rather be your darkness than light,
Preach this and preach that, don't matter black or white, we all fight,
Just to get along, when we hear the strings of a sad song, we hum along,
The strongest people are the weakest and the weakest people are the strongest,
Folks just living there lives, not knowing they are full of themselves, jives,
For we come into this world alone, and we go out in this world, alone,
No guidance, only my souls in alliance, with the star system giants,
I may be defiant, being apart of an angelic gene, seems so supreme,
None could intervene, I recognize real when I
see faithfulness, of folks expressing
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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