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Pestilence 
has 
brought 
me round 
the corner.
I was mini 
close to 
doing 
what I 
didn't 
wanna.
My foes 
ahead of 
me cos I 
was not a 
very good 
runner.
Early in life 
I burnt 
better than 
a bunsen 
burner.
I have a 
good 
persona,
And it all 
depends 
on how 
you wanna 
view it,
And if you 
abuse it 
like MJ be 
ready to 
beat it.
I spents 
years of 
academy 
checking 
out the 
terrain.
It was 
dirty to the 
point that I 
had The 
Stain.
It was just 
so sad I 
felt like 
Abel's Cain.
A vigilante 
I became 
like Bruce 
Wayne.
Got into 
trouble like 
Lois Lane.
I went 
with the 
wind I 
folled the 
wind vane.
I can't cry I 
don't 
mean it in 
literally 
sense.
What am 
saying is,I 
detest this 
sordid 
residence.
I'm talking 
but no one 
seems to 
hearr me.
I need a 
response 
the silence 
is really 
killing me.
Hmmmmm........ 
Life 
expects 
me to 
capitulate.
To 
patience 
I'll 
definitely 
wait.
I ain't free 
cos I have 
shackles as 
a 
companion.
I ain't me 
cos failure 
over has 
an opinion.
I have 
cried and 
shed tears.
But it all 
ends here 
cos right 
now I bear 
no more 
fears.
Tomorrow 
might look 
bleak.
But my 
faith will 
leak.
Like 
Mayweather 
am a 
Champion.
I'ii stomp 
and not 
stumble 
cos I have 
strenght 
like a 
stallion.

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