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Oct 2014
Thinking bout the future.
Got me walking kinda deeper,
The pains and hurt for free.
Payed for all of this if I think,
My past I tell on me.
Just to  see friends roll on me,
If there's a will I'll be the brake.
If there the gas then I'm the keys
I don't turn until I sink.
Never poured unless I drink
Man my life is looking weak
Maybe cause I chased the king
Or the stuff I wanted to be.
In the mirror I hate to see,
But I'm curious of who I might be...
I'm curious
I'm curious
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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