If you loved me perfectly
my imperfect mind still conjures flaws
Darkness is a veil to disguise insecurity
Smiles mask pain
Tattoos immortalize forgotten family members, until the tattooed dies
Money is the inevitable means to:
pain
pleasure
sorrow
troubles
women
Stairs are temporary elevation, real transcendence comes from a free mind
Anyone can succeed, obstacles test one's true faith, endurance, mind, and heart.
We all have an even start but a broken mind can alter a path
a faithless heart, and uninspired eyes will meet a demise, recycling back to the next generation
Hell can be around the corner or underneath you
faith can be by your side or a fable in a lost tale
Enjoy the walk down Th3rd Avenue, a derivative to understanding thoughts in our head, translated through opinions, statements and feelings.
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