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Diary Entry 3201
That moment you wake up and realize everything was a lie.
All kinds of crazy shit stirring in my mind.
I just want to turn loose, let my fists fly!
But I cant, I have to maintain for my little guy.
Mistaking hurt for anger, how do I let this shit out?
She fractured my soul, but I can't make this a title bout.
Been waiting on this shit for more than a month, just couldn't place what or where.
I hope he is worth our daughters tears, by the six pack I found, you chopped it up over a couple beers.
I didn't even mind giving up the shit we owned, it only took blood sweat and fears.
Sad thing is id do it again.
All kinds of crazy shit stirring in my mind.
I just want to turn loose, let my fists fly!
But I cant, I have to maintain for my little guy.
Mistaking hurt for anger, how do I let this shit out?
She fractured my soul, but I can't make this a title bout.
Been waiting on this shit for more than a month, just couldn't place what or where.
I hope he is worth our daughters tears, by the six pack I found, you chopped it up over a couple beers.
I didn't even mind giving up the shit we owned, it only took blood sweat and fears.
Sad thing is id do it again.
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