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Stations and sectors ignorant nectar Fruit drips with succulent texture, While you fill fine divine in your altered state of mind The devil signs blinks one eye to dispute all that you've tried.

Dance, Drink, Fill your needs as they be, The clock ticks slow-mo as you embrace your fantasy. And Oh God does so know the flavor of that you wish, Be it a Bitch or Man Bitch or either itch you wish to itch. There's promised Bliss in witch Climax will be Climatic, Perhaps seldom the thoughts you though not problematic. There will be Music sensational, sensationally grand, Beautiful faces in the presence of places you stand. And the Stars will fade as the people do follow, No worries about that,cause their Star Light was hollow. Dream and we see that the ends nearer than some, See it real clear when your end is your funds. But toni

Girl The man cant manage him self, how he gonna mange you. Keep smokin lookin through your rearview. Plenty people love to watch lookin as it all falls, maybe when its said and done there be less then the 2 of yall. Problems planed accumulate people always contemplate meaning when you fall apart theres always someone there to take. Breathin keeped us easy steady livin in a routine, while these other mother fuckers steady dreamin creatine. I was just a watcher, never majored in photograph, Obviously mirrors crack when the weight is hard on thy. laying down brings down drift equip with dirt, Farther from the fruit of the earth. W

Drugged up and laid out looking at my med spread, my friends never came out, something that i probably said. I dont know who and why but i know i'm gonna die. I just wish I woulda shoulda coulda if i really tried. The Doctor comes to scratch and sniff, The Nurse comes to poke and pry, Acting if hed really wished i was going to survive. Looking out the window i can see the possibilities, Chances I will never get, people i will never see. The person I will never be, the family that I'll never have, The opportunities that slipped away that i could never grabbed. I wonder if knew about it, maybe done it differently, Never hurt so ma

If Time was our means than what means are means for money, You Laugh now and look left, shrug and think im funny. We was only what was yesterday our fast thoughts fade away, Our styles kinda change but still remain what they wore meant to be. People love to look and stair comment and participate Girls love to swing their hair, smile and obliterate Friends move us closer while their trials always push us back, Believe and you will see the evil, why you nevered called them back. I was just ah watcher never majored in photograph, So much pain learned im a major in psychology. Honestly if they gave me power over poverty, I would probab

You uploaded me and I loathed you, another tale of one verse two. You say your days seem to spend faster, a young bastered perticipating in mindless chatter. Though as I change my world its seems I change you, change them and their friends by the things that I do. The choices I make and the time that I take, to sit, contimplated on my own desired fate. You uploaded me now Ill ask you to leave, cause you wont let me grow to the man I wish to be. If you could only know how I despise your style, your poision, your lies, your drugs, your wild. Since I choose to live and to reach for my dreams, I must leave you to run in your circle,

I had dream were i was surrounded by a mountain of things. Many different hues and a sweet filling of change. When suddenly I saw a girl who seemed to step out of a poster, I asked ah man her name and he replied Estana Rosa. I watched closely and seen she had a sister, ah spoiled brat who couldn't see the bigger picture. And her sister had friends who wore the same, who got jealous bullied others and slandered names. Though Estana was different, an unknown activist, spreading awareness, kindness, her school had a lack of this. She posted flyer's reading, "Stop School bulling". And even organized donations for new books and better s