By Arcassin B
So many fond memories of,
Bitches doin' me wrong,
In the stars it was written,
Its bad enough i let the only girl I ever loved get away,
Nowadays nothin' is forgiven,
I aint trippin'
Head count , lets see who from the beginning was fake,
Word of month, thought i was lame then they stayed away,
Too late to rekindle,
These arms are broken now,
No love for past flocks that try to get me to talk around,
Learn to fight ya own battles child , shout out miss Barnes,
Your over protective friends , show me just who you are,
Stop being a victim with yo' weak ass miss Brown,
The one who gave me this book and i kept it somehow,
I need reward for dealing with all demons , need more slogans,
Only the popular will fall , shout out miss Hogan,
To All The Girls That Didn't Love Me Before,
I know you goinf thru some shit right now knocking on devil's door,
To every bitch in my past,
That got a chance to bash,
You are dismissed, i don't ever wanna' see you no more.
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Sutra stitching deep in the skin wishing for the scars to leave your
life with every passing moment,
Once they leave , the people leave,
Things get left behind,
Shit gets real but real for the better,
Knowing people tried to tarnish, key word , TRIED,
make me alone in this world , you crossing lines,
But you live in "Real Life" ?
I live in the physical Fiction.
Too many blocks on me , not enough blocks on me.