Heartbeat,
In rhythm with my steps on the concrete,
How can I expect someone to love me,
When I can't even love me,
Soul drained,
From the pain,
I've sustained,Thoughts move a thousand miles an hour,
Trying to gain the power,
The will,
The strength to bloom like a flower,
A young black soul that can find strength to move mountains,
A young red rose growing from concrete between towers,You can't love no one if you don't love yourself,
Love is wealth,
Put wealth in self,
Energize your soul,
And happiness will flow,
Like the OG smoke coming from my breath,
Save yourself,
Before trying to be the Superman for someone else..Sen.
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