The Streets of Stifled Dreams
Lottery ticket remains litter my soul another day another holler Aprepubescentgirl trying to make that dollar ignorance is on a roll On the streets of stifled dreams My local Ja'beeb sold me my first blunt this rabbit hole never ceases to amaze Ialways thought money was an instrument used to influence the masses corrupt our societies chances Mind control sings from the tube listen andclear you mind creation and imagination are now out of line Cause let me tell ya nothing is at all what it seems on the streets of stifled dreams I cannot help but stop and think as I stand patiently in line waiting for my scratchable ratios that keep me addicted like dope attached to this system that will not listen this symbolic subreality haskilled off all hope
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I have always been rather clumsy and awkward when it comes to writing. My thoughts tend to come out disorganized I hope to learn and perhaps one day write something lovely. Criticism is appreciated and encouraged.
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