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Running Out Of Time
I now do whatever I want for me
It's like I've finally had an epiphany
What's meant to be usually will be
So from me to you I issue this decree
If you don't want me creeping in these streets
You better learn how to treat me like a KING
If you respect me like you claim that you do
Let your actions show it out in plain view
One person's trash is another person's hidden treasure
What you won't do, someone else would love the pleasure
Take heed to these words I've put together in this rhyme
You just don't realize, you're so close to running out of time
It's like I've finally had an epiphany
What's meant to be usually will be
So from me to you I issue this decree
If you don't want me creeping in these streets
You better learn how to treat me like a KING
If you respect me like you claim that you do
Let your actions show it out in plain view
One person's trash is another person's hidden treasure
What you won't do, someone else would love the pleasure
Take heed to these words I've put together in this rhyme
You just don't realize, you're so close to running out of time
Published 21st Aug 2016
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22nd Aug 2016 5:40am
kudos to you.. as writer we sacrifice ourselves endlessly...kudos to you for putting yourself first. it flows rather well, great read.
22nd Aug 2016 6:45am
