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no equality, no justice just racism and sin another man murdered? pray for him! we live in a world where its rare to be comfortable in your own skin. everyday is a fight trying to discover who you really are within. money rules everything, and for some of us it takes over greed, drugs, lust, in control completely. the only thing we ever see is *** and a glamorized version of reality. our minds are consumed by the idea of a perfect world yet the only thing all humans long for is love. most of us never find it, or when we do we have no idea how to handle it and the one person who genuinely loves us ends up leaving with no intention of returning. we live our lives to work. we follow this routine. there are those of us who slave for little wages. those of us who cannot afford a luxurious holiday or birthday. those of us who can't provide for our children and loved ones, and those of us who are ignored, and awaiting justice. we struggle. some of us never overcome our battles. that's life, that's truth.
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
truth.
no equality, no justice just racism and sin another man murdered? pray for him! we live in a world where its rare to be comfortable in your own skin. everyday is a fight trying to discover who you really are within. money rules everything, and for some of us it takes over greed, drugs, lust, in control completely. the only thing we ever see is *** and a glamorized version of reality. our minds are consumed by the idea of a perfect world yet the only thing all humans long for is love. most of us never find it, or when we do we have no idea how to handle it and the one person who genuinely loves us ends up leaving with no intention of returning. we live our lives to work. we follow this routine. there are those of us who slave for little wages. those of us who cannot afford a luxurious holiday or birthday. those of us who can't provide for our children and loved ones, and those of us who are ignored, and awaiting justice. we struggle. some of us never overcome our battles. that's life, that's truth.
just a little something written on a late night in my iphone's notes. enjoy?
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
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