Category : Poems

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Now you see me for who I am.
Not that guy with a bag or a gram.
Now the words that come out of my mouth.
Speak of truth and have no doubt.
Once I was nothing but a lie.
Not one to laugh, but only cry.
You must bare your soul for your friends to see.
You must heed my words and my plea.
You must tare down the walls from which you hide.

You must open your eyes and open them wide.
No one liked who I used to be.
Except my dealer and my constant fee.