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letra de grim confession - 4ria

i turned my silence into rage
over the course of seven days
and many years ever since birth
i’ve been itching for a change
and i’m concerned
what’s worst
feeling wicked or hurt?
what’s cursed
my predicament or presistence to yearn?
hard to be sure how i come across
when the vision is blurred
been so distant
no kidding look at these bridges i’ve burned
i self serve all these writtens with thе rhythms i nurse
i put these words on thе paper
then deliver this work

while my feelings trickle donw
like the faucet drips
i won’t stick around
like water, flows will pour
with these wicked sound
as i dig around the vicious truth
with a twisted frowns
sick of you b-tches
still on this mission
within the limits that were built around
wishes that i found
like the regimen from my trips way down
still profound
this vengence is gentle
but spills and drowns my contnentment
dou

double parked at a dead end
indecisive
i might just k!ll this to send a new message
so enticing and precious
bite the bullet, i’m fleshing out life
it’s full of the remnants of your resentment
as i’m begging for attencion

these days
rage contains my lovely fate
with my faith, i can’t delay
the feeling i relay every chance i get
to feel great
spilling confessions, dreadful appression
i still feel ways
i cannot let them f-cks get the best of me

- 4ria

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