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This life , life as stand , we shall all grab a hand . Wait till it's right chant , but never leave till it yet. Worlds will divide in crime , but stay at peace . Its crazy how time flies but still slow to me . I see everything in black and white but always have color in mind . Scare of pain but still feel anger in my veins . I speak in my own tone to feed off and right to breed off. Weird as it may see everything falls in place. But still I wait , wait for a change of love and care but still fear of hate . I might be cocky I might be cool but always trill .Finding pieces of shattered thoughts of the floor to find a heart or more . I pick things up fast but slow to solve . Hidden by pain of the past but find a way to make it last . I might loud I might emotional but I'm always wise ,wise in the mind .
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