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before i cry before i die before i fry back to heaven why don't my profile awakens in the mildest of your medulla oblangata why cant i be disseminated in your hat i bet i played well even though i was growing pale i did it all for no attitude of sell but why not disseminate my work you ground mi in your envy dressed in dark like funeral your jealous is great like fire in the furnace what wrong have i done not to be appreciated surely if u cant see it then a dead man is better off than you why can you disseminate my effort i loved u i gave u what u wont even give back thus my time knowledge and energy i fought your battles like they are mine i cried even wen i wasn't the one hurt cause i was really hurt seeing u hurt but now since u r selling like a hot cake anguishing in the heads and mouth of men fully with proud and poached pockets i have become a metal with rust no reason u got to recognize me but my question is .. how long will this last i best i should let it past i break and bomb the bridge behind mi so i wont look back but still i want to be disseminated for whats worth living if not even one person recognize u Your effort your work aa still there is one thus JESUS he recognize mi he is a friend .... a recognition from him is worth conquering the world.

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