RHEMA
i care wen we are all grown up n erytn else seems to be grown down,dats when we fl d clock zoows lyk yester erytn z a memory nthn z interestn each day z lyk a favour lyf z a den of lions,tears are part of our meals,all our denims are faded,ragged z the in thyn in d hood,our music z crap,sex z buzynes drugs are swagg,parents are our enemies,guns are our saviors! Dts wen i cry for a redemption*luv*
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