The Age Of The Lost This age of the lost The damned dissassociated soul Doom to forever pay the cost Of feigning being whole This age of the vain and self Where kids grow up wanting only fame and wealth But without the work The labourous hours of intensity Your minds rugged journey to realism Isnt what id expect it to be My path, its long The cries of a peacock song This wrath, it isnt wrong Its in need of the form Yall gonna need zues to weather this storm Cause i intend to complete my journey And never again stumble Complete the path to satifsy this yearning Then hit game so hard, ill make it fumble Ha B.r.p 7/16/2017
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