the love of for life, seems to be in its end
in the midst of dilemma, it seems now i try to pretend
i try to pretend as if i am unaware of all the shits,
i pretend that i am one of the greatest spit
loads of questions every day come in my mind
they grind my neurons, grining it all the time
the quest for who i am, the quest of my being
the quest to clear my notions and scam,
a jest to clear my inner spam..........
in the name of him
MC Pheonix aka BONJOe
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