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In the mirror I see myself a way I've never seen before,
A person in me,
One that isn't any more.
My fist are full,
Into the mirror,
A disgusted picture.
For mortalily won't scream my name,
One society that knows no shame,
One that needs more then love to be tamed,
For everything that need judgement.
LAME.
Forsee need of people to be somewhat same,
No need for a King,
Forget Lebron James.
I'm one not experience enough to play mind games,
I couldn't see when it all came.
Need to be prepared as the rain comes in,
Wash away the dirt,
Erase no sin,
You are flesh,
Not no useless tin,
You could even betray your next of kin.
For what you want is only to win,
For that you make one hell of a din,
Trash you off in a rubbish bin.