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By Arcassin Burnham Separate, The inner hate, Leaving scraps on the dinner plate of A life promise to yesterdays, come at your throat and disgrace your name, But who am I to be a burden, **** man I am the burden, A bird then yet to not soar when our kind wins, But still stuck in an endless loop of sin, Where the crisis actors get awards nowadays for mocking an human's end, You outta be ashamed but you aren't, The world is messed up, But I'm smart, I love to make beautiful words out of a circumstance in some lines that shatter hearts, But in a good way, But what do you say? Will the ignorance play a part in this today? is it too late ? Can you ever be saved? Became what you hate the most but Still you pray? We all do. / It doesn't have to end like you think it does, Plotting on the enemy might be a must, Looking at your own burial kicking dust, Trying not to fall in love with a succubus, Be a man , its hard enough to be on my own, Anxiety takes over my temple and exits my throne, I can not even trust anyone at home, Why won't the devil just leave us all alone? things will get better. ‎things will get better. things will get better. ‎things will get better. I was on my own, needed no more help. Where were you when I needed all that help? No family support behind me. When I was in trouble , did you believe me? With your inner peace , you could truly be free with a bundle of dreams and two seater, two seater, All of my friends are imaginary people in a land of truth seekers , truth seeker. With your inner peace , you could truly be free with a bundle of dreams and two seater, two seater, All of my friends are imaginary people in a land of truth seekers , truth seeker.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
I Pray / Things Get Better
By Arcassin Burnham Separate, The inner hate, Leaving scraps on the dinner plate of A life promise to yesterdays, come at your throat and disgrace your name, But who am I to be a burden, **** man I am the burden, A bird then yet to not soar when our kind wins, But still stuck in an endless loop of sin, Where the crisis actors get awards nowadays for mocking an human's end, You outta be ashamed but you aren't, The world is messed up, But I'm smart, I love to make beautiful words out of a circumstance in some lines that shatter hearts, But in a good way, But what do you say? Will the ignorance play a part in this today? is it too late ? Can you ever be saved? Became what you hate the most but Still you pray? We all do. / It doesn't have to end like you think it does, Plotting on the enemy might be a must, Looking at your own burial kicking dust, Trying not to fall in love with a succubus, Be a man , its hard enough to be on my own, Anxiety takes over my temple and exits my throne, I can not even trust anyone at home, Why won't the devil just leave us all alone? things will get better. ‎things will get better. things will get better. ‎things will get better. I was on my own, needed no more help. Where were you when I needed all that help? No family support behind me. When I was in trouble , did you believe me? With your inner peace , you could truly be free with a bundle of dreams and two seater, two seater, All of my friends are imaginary people in a land of truth seekers , truth seeker. With your inner peace , you could truly be free with a bundle of dreams and two seater, two seater, All of my friends are imaginary people in a land of truth seekers , truth seeker.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
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