Thirty three

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Golden child… I’m not as grown as I was then
Or not as beaten as when you speak to me when
I don’t remember how or why you left
Blood that’s written as quietly kept
Tomorrow may never come
So I always say that’s why we live for the day
On my own
Hope is so ugly… but not as bad as doing what they say
I can hardly listen to the genre because it rips me apart
I may be wrong but it is where it all start

“tpmprrpw os kust

One day I swear
I’m a bring this world to it’s feet
And you
Why to meet god himself
And then to get hell LMMFAO
My only defeat
And when my whispers start to tear through you too
Just know I don’t hate you
So it can’t be that bad
It ain’t ever that bad until I see 2

I ran thru it
Cause I was so tired of being sad
I cant hate the spirits that bated me
Cause ever since wasn’t ever all this bad
Until I remembered you
But what was missing was missing the piece
Cause I can’t make sense ever since and the pause to ever cease
I rather rest in defeat

And when I rise
Like we all fall to his feet
I just want you to know
It wasn’t elite
And like the darkness they say of the moon
I’ll be back to terrorize them soon
And if this is what they say of a note
I can never be more serious
As they just sit there and gloat
And if fireworks should ever light up your sky
Just know that is me again - just riding by
I mean we all tried to ask why
It wasn’t better as ghost
But these are the things that struck my alibi the most