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Empty Throne

You're down on your luck
Seems your pride is departed too
Dont stress the grind gets to us all Love
Argue, f@%k , & cry are all we're left to do

Defeat blocking your coveted energy
No direction; you don't have a clue
When, my leader, will you emerge
Victorious as the King I see in you
Written by Bent_not_Broken
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