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I am,
or shld i say we r
i cld swear im bipolar
tripolar, quadpolar, grab a cola take a
seat n listen
i jus nid ur earz, i cld neva have ur 
heart, believe me i tried
n ma mind?
lost dat so löng ago
i only knw it as consiousnes, its hidin in
ma head sumwere.
I knw its there sumwere coz every otha 
day it clicks, in dat breif
moment i experience gud pain
the kind thats just enuf to kip u frm the
bad kind
the kind that leaves an ugly scar
n unlike da duckling time wont make 
ths 1 a swan.
I cld have sworn
infact i swear i knw beta
extra extra read al abt it
go ahead n tel the world that im its
smartest fool and if im schooled it can 
only mean im
grouped wit da fishes,
gosh im slipin wit da fishes,
lifes maffia's got to me...
Tho its dark, its kinda comfy in this 
boot/
trunk SPACIOUS
It must be a be a benzo, maybach : )
always wanted to ride in 1
look how it had to happen
bt i kip smilin
godfather cldnt get me to kis hs pinkie 
ring
heck i cld take hm out if you put me in a
ring,
i run wit GOD THE FATHER
n dats y im stil standing
even wen ma whole worlds shaking 
nuthn lasts 4eva
certainly not this uncertainity
that has threatend ma sanity,
moments ago my mind clickd
i felt gud pain
ma life jus gathered momentum ima 
be aite
and yeah if u stil wonderin, i am nuts
da kinda crazy dat makes people give
their hearts
wen they knw they r playin darts
in the dark wit no hands
yeah dats me
: )
THE END

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