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UNDER CONSTRUCTION.... PEEP THE DISTRUCTION............))))))))))((((?(?(?(he stood mis understood by what he thot he could have done with his pen a Wise friend once told him take it slowly let my skill show me and time will tell ...... so i wrote. till my hands turned pail sudden drift my thots took to the nearest sail to a place where i didnt give a hell constently like a carrasol...but then i realized that the skies my eyes shed the same pain as mary scary to think one day i wont think i wont blink ill just sink in my last drink full of hunger for relief. belief is the hardest to achieve so i write till i bleed not a bitch on a period fuk u im not hearing it fuck what u speak i feel heat in my beat out my heart i tare appart tissue to adress an issue i miss u since i gave a fuck sorrounded by blunts and punks who look evil people will be people were not made equal understand my land full of mines and watch ur mind expand eyes low like japan.....