Continuation to a Friend
Infinite minds, having left all else behind, no looking back, no excuse to rewind. The spiritual, lyrical words expressed, cause to undress, the close-minded people that are feeble and under distress. To afraid to open their eyes and see all the lies, so many fakes that we mistake and cling to their cries leading to our own demise. We have to rise, up above the pain, surpass the mundain. Fitted n Force, stay on the course and we shall reign. Our way to stay sane. With paper and pen, our thoughts flowing free, can't tell us to be anything but me, ride or die 'til the end.
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