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Jordan

              

 

                       

 

Sitting in my car thinking about my next destination

Hoping I don’t have to make that call to Satan to get me out this situation

The shade is cool

But there’s nothing like that fun in the sun

The game been in my hands the whole time

I should of been won

Now I’m so far from victory

The temptation is starting to get to me

Why do I have go through all this suffering

When all I want is mental liberty

I gotta getaway to get my life right

So I can sleep good through the night

It be the ones closest to you

That try to stop you from taking flight

  • Author: Jordan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 5th, 2023 16:23
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 6
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  • Bobby O

    Nice verse , may I say that that motion and energy in this piece makes me guess deep down you may still have a slight attachment to that life?

  • Jordan

    Yep my body is trapped but my soul done wandered off somewhere



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