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9)youre a ghost living on earth, with no sense of touch,smell, or taste. describe an average day of yours as you endlessly wander.
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It takes a minute to pray, but a second to die
i could never vision this day, witout the essence of life
my soul is filled up with rage, b'cuz they testing my pride
Lord, really Is this my faith, or a blessing from Christ
Newsreporter: Earlier today shots were fired, on the 1200 block of Apple & Eagle, in the background you can see paramedics, working on a youth who is only 17 years old, as he was walking home, We were told that............ {{{voices fading}}}............
a depressing mirror imagine of a man, who soul yet to be fulfil
condemned and trapped in two worlds, as destiny stands still
da uncanny thrills, of breathin life afta death slowly as time breaks
while schizophrenic ideas travel across thoughts, in a delusional mindstate
each moment, each grasp, each attempt that i apply
i cant taste nor feel da tears, dat are released beneath my eyes
even da saliva stream, in my esophagus seem to leave and be dry
patiently pouting around wandering,
why my nerves are sending messages, but my teeth wont reply
only if could drift away, instead of being stuck in one place
hoping tis is only da mental stage, theres is nothin i can touch or taste
Just witnessing myself lie there, got frustration on da tilt of rage
knowing a haunted future, from a delightful past, while at da equilibrium stage
Its hard to think- when a part of ya heart
is getting scarred, and ya hopes start to sink
some say its the dark part of gods art,
but i can only draw a blank......"He was so smart and brave"
knowing da thoughts of my mother, and da community i love
"he was just coming home, what did he do to them thugs
Who gave them that right, to use them guns
and have cold lead in head, as it pierce through his blood"
that a question and answer, the world will never know
wit da slightest gust of wind, my soul was gone with an effortless blow
Paramedic1: Dont fucking die on me kid, {{pumping his chest}} breathe, {{grasping}} breathe
Paramedic: Hey hey HEY...let it go, hes gone, we did what can do
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.........Sherlock...........
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