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The dream slowly fallen, consume by the theme, it was bound to happen. Can't be mad at me for knowing what I wanted. see I was desten for the golden crown, you just keep wishing for the king's shine. And that's difference between you and I. Now go on take your private moment to cry. I'm determined to loose, before I step into my coffin, ima let the truth hit you real good. doing what I do
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