Life Through My Eyes
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Life through my bloodshot eyes would scare a square 2 death poverty,murder,violence and never a moment 2 rest Fun and games are few but treasured like gold 2 me cuz I realize that I must return 2 my spot in poverty But mock my words when I say my heart will not exist unless my destiny comes through and puts an end 2 all of this
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