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"hypocritical"
  by ghettoholidai90


a cold feelin on my back side
its lik cold stares and glares straight from deaths eyes
sometimes it leaves me speechless wit my mouth wide
so lately all i can do is smile
i seriously cant stand the matters at hand
cause i know as a man
death is in every one of god's plans
so im certain one day he'll close the curtains
and my actions will be worthless
cause from then on my soul hasn't a purpose
i make people happy but its lik a smile i aint deservin
but jus ta see theirs is worht it
so wit death around da corner lurkin i gotta keep workin
so until then

its louie v at ya service
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Date Submitted: Aug 11, 2009 (11:55 PM)
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  dreamer 1993
09/29/09 (09:43 AM) 
yo this was really good. im pretty sure we all felt those stares at one point in our life and yes we are all gonna die but this was good. keep your pen movin

  shy252
09/01/09 (10:56 AM) 
gud

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