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Sep 2014
I let everything go even my soul to the one above never to the one below.
I forgave all but got stabΒ΄d with a curse waiting to fall here's a joke why do people look at you at you wrong when you get your mail.
My dream as failed, my life starts with a living hell but im ready till my ending bell, tick tock my count down I won for fourteen years so I will never back down.
     I never wanted help which I never got if your alone please like to fill in the hole which we all could of forgot.
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Lil K-1
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