Bullets pouring through my chest
The tips eating through my vest
But I wont lay to rest
The stress DIES here
Although I progress
Recovering from the infidelity
I mean she meant the WORLD to me
Every step to better we
All for nothing
Unnecessary
You may as well have been the angel of death
Sent here to try and bury me
Too bad im SUPERHUMAN
I DONT DIE
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