Only just a couple of miles deep into accomplished. Still the mission is incomplete In desperate need of a confidant.
Only just a couple of miles deep into accomplished. Still the mission is incomplete In desperate need of a confidant. Missing an accomplice. I find myself Deep in the elements At the mercy of the most unfortunate of circumstance Breaking down like the forest dripping morning dew into the sediment. But every teardrop is ancestoral nourishment. My mother always used to cry: "my tears don't fall on the ground." As I watched her salty puddle clearing up dirt on the concrete floor. I sobbed into my sleeves. I drenched them real soggy Made sure my heart fits perfectly on each. And now I take it everywhere with me when I leave. The grief shaped my every whim. Poverty made sure I have somewhere to belong. It compromised my body but solidified my soul. And now I know I'm unbreakable
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Only just a couple of miles deep into accomplished. Still the mission is incomplete In desperate need of a confidant. Missing an accomplice. I find myself Deep in the elements At the mercy of the most unfortunate of circumstance Breaking down like the forest dripping morning dew into the sediment. But every teardrop is ancestoral nourishment. My mother always used to cry: "my tears don't fall on the ground." As I watched her salty puddle clearing up dirt on the concrete floor. I sobbed into my sleeves. I drenched them real soggy Made sure my heart fits perfectly on each. And now I take it everywhere with me when I leave. The grief shaped my every whim. Poverty made sure I have somewhere to belong. It compromised my body but solidified my soul. And now I know I'm unbreakable
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