𝟏𝟔 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒.

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Life Through My Eyes

Life through my bloodshot eyes would scare a square 2 death poverty, murder, violence and never a moment 2 rest
Fun and games are few but treasured like gold 2 me cuz I realize that I must return 2 my spot in poverty
But mock my words when I say my heart will not exist unless my destiny comes through and puts an end 2 all of this