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first impressions last longer
lost in the sands of times
last impressions lives forever
penned in mind's of men
treasured in the rhymes of mines
engraved in the tombs pains
inscribed in the palms of history
tattooed in the art of fame
last impressions
edit
first impressions
last impressions
uneditable
end justifies
the means.
puncture foes fears
broken into pieces of tears
guys we want 'd' dough
but we won't weigh the load
of tomorrow's cold
as in pains unfolds
cuffs round necks
laced
silver on tooth
blinks
all for the money
one for the dough
few for the penny
no selections tracks
all non perfections
these impressions
cold
cos' I know
I don't know
they live forever
but I won't
am done
even when am gone
Cos' I know if I did been given this
chance again I know I will live
a clean slate
but this impressions last
sure haunted my cast
even in my grave forever
Am gone
5/29/2020
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