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Escalator to a Underworld
A hundred words to talk of the right path?
Sitting here waiting for the light, I’m sad.
Wondering why I can’t get there fast.
All that money would make me mad.
My problems the tape on a crime scene.
Leave me alone for at least a day.
Fake people surrounding my body.
I’m trying not to feel the pain.
Stress, it gets to lead. Yeah.
The last demonic stretch. Yeah.
Wish I got to plead.
Rivers overflow my life, now fetch.
I take a left step.
I am burned.
I am trying my best.
And finished with my hundred words.
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