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Alone II
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The Sad Shit Stressless, young and restless.
Testless, testing thses things that are suppose to make me smile.
Awhile back I was scared and dared myself to say what was really on my mind.
I'd like to believe that is behind.
Really! my GOD, I don't know how.
Yeah my time is now and all that shit but what does that mean.
Seemingly, nobody ever believed in me.
Removing the beer goggles to see that I'm on my own.
Surrounded by people but always ALONE!
HonorAO
I liked the way this flowed and the way your rhymes traveled through the lines- good content in the reality spoken here on the feeling of constantly being alone, no matter who you're surrounded by...good one, as usual, Hon ~