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The cold metal of a silver spoon Leaves stale memoriesin my mouth Never had the taste of luck Nor privilege that blesses few. Underrated, judged and boxed in Beaten by myself, along with societies glares Dare to escape, to fight The cornered beast flashes fangs Claiming a cocky egomaniac Through blinds eyes and deaf ears. Rise and die for a 1000 days. Tremors of tears on the fringe Of empty yet focused demeanor. Never apologizing for monster That reflects from success.
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
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The cold metal of a silver spoon Leaves stale memoriesin my mouth Never had the taste of luck Nor privilege that blesses few. Underrated, judged and boxed in Beaten by myself, along with societies glares Dare to escape, to fight The cornered beast flashes fangs Claiming a cocky egomaniac Through blinds eyes and deaf ears. Rise and die for a 1000 days. Tremors of tears on the fringe Of empty yet focused demeanor. Never apologizing for monster That reflects from success.
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
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