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Am I Living True?
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October 2012 Sun sets down out comes the Abercrombies,
the American Eagle-follow-the-leader zombies,
reaching out to see every factor,
that doesn't resemble their look after,
the high school chapter, they almost throw up,
i almost had love, "why can't you grow up?"
why can't i forget the words they all left me with?
or the moment we each had our last kiss?
am i meant for more or nothing special,
no different, must live among egg shells,
who only look to bezzle the yolk from each other,
once a brother sees a dollar sign he is no longer a brother,
once they see a full course meal, main is steak,
they will always compare with what's in their plate,
while i look to mate sure each has the same,
am i living life while they take it as a game?
