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Remove my problems. Extract them out like one would extract the venom out of an anaconda’s tongue. and then make a u turn, take the first right, and enter a completely disparate route. Some type of re-birth That is when I came to the realization that, I need a fresher, more dire stack of cards to play with To manipulate and over think, If my game ends now, I’m just a myth That is when I realized that these old cards don’t deserve me, I’m out of patience, moves, and techniques At that point, the cards were the ones playing me, Rounds over, Go get out, Drive your rover, Towards the woods, Look all over, For a new game, a new path to takeover Something realer, something bolder Who cares if you become the loner ***** this world, you be the controller Perhaps it will crumble, and fall over but what truly matters is you stay sober Cause oh, my mind, on the other side, A master prize awaits your very fight, to finally win over So please, acquire A new set of worries and desires A burning outlook for your inner fire Some motivation to proudly smile and don’t forget those cards you want to compile A newer game with so much more style That’ll make the partial act of playing, Worthwhile.
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 9:17 AM UTC
Awareness.
Remove my problems. Extract them out like one would extract the venom out of an anaconda’s tongue. and then make a u turn, take the first right, and enter a completely disparate route. Some type of re-birth That is when I came to the realization that, I need a fresher, more dire stack of cards to play with To manipulate and over think, If my game ends now, I’m just a myth That is when I realized that these old cards don’t deserve me, I’m out of patience, moves, and techniques At that point, the cards were the ones playing me, Rounds over, Go get out, Drive your rover, Towards the woods, Look all over, For a new game, a new path to takeover Something realer, something bolder Who cares if you become the loner ***** this world, you be the controller Perhaps it will crumble, and fall over but what truly matters is you stay sober Cause oh, my mind, on the other side, A master prize awaits your very fight, to finally win over So please, acquire A new set of worries and desires A burning outlook for your inner fire Some motivation to proudly smile and don’t forget those cards you want to compile A newer game with so much more style That’ll make the partial act of playing, Worthwhile.
noor-ande
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 9:17 AM UTC
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