Pain hurt 78 months I spent in the devil circle. Left out for dead by the ones I loved the most. I could not make this up if I tried. 78 months looking the devil in his eyes souls cry asking why me why. 78 months Aunty cil and Aunty Savonia Damn all I could do is cry. In my wrongs you forced me to the rights. And when I left you brought me to what Is right. Special education I was placed in a institution for my thoughts how’s that right. I feel and I hurt how’s that’s not right I love come on everything will be all right. Damn fuck my middle name is Philemon a prisoner in the biblical term but I’m far from the believer of Jesus. As a excellent example I was a little boy like him I guess. Lavonia Stafford first born let’s bring the world a lots of joy and happiness. I went to church every Friday and Sunday don’t tell me the word when I am the word Philemon is my name can’t blame my father because we are one in the same. Damn how my mother gave me such a noble name Anthony Philemon. I’m a prince and my father is a king I gave birth to a rose. I preach and talk you believe then who’s at fault I’m just trying to figure out where to start. Heart to heart man stop it I’ll be at fault. Trusting no one not even the one’s that left me out for dead 78 months. I’m a felon counting all my bills like a felony two strikes third one out of time so that’s my destiny. Alright alright leveling up stop testing me Big money damn aGod or who ever keep on blessing e
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- Published: September 30th, 2022 23:23
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