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I find no name for me
I killed masef wit links. Buried ma taughts wit inks. Crosses on ma minds deck.. I even wore chaplets on ma neck.. Lord, words r gun yt i shot many jst for fun. Suicide, homicide, genocide, slaughterin wit ma gun(pen) beside.. Excuse ma reasons, i grow worst by seasons... Worthless of dis breathe u gave. Ur lyf 4 myn u sold to save... Flies on ma mouth... Am rotten til ma blood n all about... Am on flesh n weak... No mesh to fold ma sins in holy week... Miracles came for d show... I misunderstand best wat i know... Please find wisdom in ma selfishness today.. Giv me a gd name though i ve only words to pay...
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