AZ I SWAN DIVE INTO A POOL OF MY INNER THOUGHTZ, THEZE REPRESSED REGRETZ BEGIN TO ELEVATE. IF TIME STOOD STILL AND I HAD A CHANCE TO FIX MY PAST, WOULD I PRESS REWIND OR WOULD I PRESS PLAY TO CONTINUE THE VIDEO TAPE OF LIFE? IN THIZ VESSEL OF CAPTIONZ CALLED MY MIND I SEE THE VIZIONZ OF WHAT IF. SPEAKING HYPOTHETICALLY THINKING ABOUT A WHAT IF, FORCEZ ME TO HAVE TO RECALL, WHAT WAZ AND MAKEZ ME UNGREATFUL FOR WHAT IZ. THE GRASS LOOKZ GREENER LOOKING FROM GHETTO STREETZ OVER THE WHITE PICKED FENCE. FOR I HAVE THE CHANCE TO GLIDE WITH THE WINGZ OF AN EAGLE, BUT THE EYEZ OF THE PEOPLE, WISH THAT THIZ HEART WOULD REST PEACEFUL. SO DECEITFUL, ITZ 2010 AND WE'RE STILL NOT EQUAL!!!
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