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She has grown weary of empty trusts, Shallow promises and broken dreams. So she break other's trusts and played each of those who comes next -HIY
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 2:27 AM UTC
Weary.
*Dear Mr.M, we trusted you, we loved you, we cared for you, we defended you, but all you did, was to break us. She loved you, but you left her alone, just to be with the other.* sincerely, your ex-fans."
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 8:29 PM UTC
Untitled
Me: What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now I hit rock bottom from the sky, Cuz they go all crazy when i shine Am so lucky that i didnt break my head Am strong enough for the life ahead, Never want them back They stabb yah back, Backbite yah back, orchestrate ya sorrows Today and tommorrow Like it alot when you go wrong But we been friends for so **** long My failure is the source of there laughter But when together they be acting luster Guess now ill run even faster, Run even Faster pray even harder ******** Tryn harder to hurt me further, like my deadbeat father, Nolonger givn a **** bout what i feel But still im stronger like steel, See i  aint even wrong them, I wonder why they do what they do What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now Turn my other cheek no I rise above them all now (Do all that you can when you can do) Remember them days back when i didnt mind my back, My backpack full o packed coke we be runnin them blocks cuz we blacks never relaying on luck  i pick mosta them and the likes cut them some slack in my shack cuz they lackd, We made a whole new home They swore to never place greed before a ****** reciding them creeds like eminem, before what we did in em streets to pull through, my crew my life we cruise We win we lose we floz We never ceased to love Is it too late...but it dawned on me it wasnt real What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now Turn my other cheek no I rise above them all now (Do all that you can when you can do) We split tha ways cuz i wanted legit,  no more fakin it ,a  **** with a conscience look for a license protect the streets i raided cuz they raised me Never place greed before a ****** is the creed we wrote you broke no longer broke you rich now but still robe the streets the many throats you slit for cults it occurred i hadto leave I did the time for yall as you balled cuz i loved you all and you know how i loved Ael as her head you popped with them bullets The same bullets i taught you to shoot Give you the other cheek you sick,you know, i had no other chic but Ael you weak freaks Stick to them halls cuz im comin fo yer, ill break my vows for her Sending…
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 5:05 AM UTC
the broken creed
Me: What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now I hit rock bottom from the sky, Cuz they go all crazy when i shine Am so lucky that i didnt break my head Am strong enough for the life ahead, Never want them back They stabb yah back, Backbite yah back, orchestrate ya sorrows Today and tommorrow Like it alot when you go wrong But we been friends for so **** long My failure is the source of there laughter But when together they be acting luster Guess now ill run even faster, Run even Faster pray even harder ******** Tryn harder to hurt me further, like my deadbeat father, Nolonger givn a **** bout what i feel But still im stronger like steel, See i  aint even wrong them, I wonder why they do what they do What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now Turn my other cheek no I rise above them all now (Do all that you can when you can do) Remember them days back when i didnt mind my back, My backpack full o packed coke we be runnin them blocks cuz we blacks never relaying on luck  i pick mosta them and the likes cut them some slack in my shack cuz they lackd, We made a whole new home They swore to never place greed before a ****** reciding them creeds like eminem, before what we did in em streets to pull through, my crew my life we cruise We win we lose we floz We never ceased to love Is it too late...but it dawned on me it wasnt real What can what can i do Too many people wishing you were dead, (Do all that you can when you can do) What can i do now Turn my other cheek no I rise above them all now (Do all that you can when you can do) We split tha ways cuz i wanted legit,  no more fakin it ,a  **** with a conscience look for a license protect the streets i raided cuz they raised me Never place greed before a ****** is the creed we wrote you broke no longer broke you rich now but still robe the streets the many throats you slit for cults it occurred i hadto leave I did the time for yall as you balled cuz i loved you all and you know how i loved Ael as her head you popped with them bullets The same bullets i taught you to shoot Give you the other cheek you sick,you know, i had no other chic but Ael you weak freaks Stick to them halls cuz im comin fo yer, ill break my vows for her Sending…
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Why do I believe in an invisible God? Well, Why do I believe in air? Why do I believe in love? Although I can't see, I can feel, and that's more than enough for my simply complex mind
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 1:05 AM UTC
Trivial
you rubbed the grey worry stones over and over, that were found in the Chest,                                         treasured or pandora's box, what else was inside? patiently losing kind parts of your fingers, massaging                                      with printless tips, losing all identity, such sacrifice! the still stones hard with worry, until the worry fell away,            landing and curling            like shavings a             Carpenter's work            would leave  behind, and the stones began to look like red and soften up some you took it in stride, no pride or boasting, no scolding no holding it over my head,                                                                                you never faltered, you went and stood silently, watching me tire each day from my new and advent- urous ways, behind me to remind me there was safe- ty in your arms,                                                                                   tall tales told of night time fictional conquests, lies about lying with strangers! the pink flesh you wore, never turned green knowing we would find each other every night                                                till dawn               and morning                                    light glinted                                                        of your hair,                                                                            your smile, adding colour to the design?
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
Your first name is Agape ....?
you rubbed the grey worry stones over and over, that were found in the Chest,                                         treasured or pandora's box, what else was inside? patiently losing kind parts of your fingers, massaging                                      with printless tips, losing all identity, such sacrifice! the still stones hard with worry, until the worry fell away,            landing and curling            like shavings a             Carpenter's work            would leave  behind, and the stones began to look like red and soften up some you took it in stride, no pride or boasting, no scolding no holding it over my head,                                                                                you never faltered, you went and stood silently, watching me tire each day from my new and advent- urous ways, behind me to remind me there was safe- ty in your arms,                                                                                   tall tales told of night time fictional conquests, lies about lying with strangers! the pink flesh you wore, never turned green knowing we would find each other every night                                                till dawn               and morning                                    light glinted                                                        of your hair,                                                                            your smile, adding colour to the design?
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Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
Love Is