destiny

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Growing up we are fillied with lies

You can be what you want

But your judge by those who hide

We smike without a second cry

Even though we know its a lie

We promise where fine

Just roll down your sleeves and wipe your eyes

This is whats meant to be of me

Alone and deadly

Maybe im insanie but my heart is completly broke

Is this all ill remember when my obituary is wrote

Not a goodbye for those who tried to remai  on my toes

They where too late when my hand slipped a little to quick

But its okay like they said growing up

Our destiny is wrote

Xoxo silver

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