Like it ‘Twas

“Often alone at times I am,
My sorrows runneth deep.
Don’t knowest the sense I’d stand or prevail
Such hearken in doubt how couldn’t a life haven’t cease to live
All to b wreaking punishment for something someone elses did

My teardrops soaks pillows and sheets
As I cast out all pain and miseries built up inside of me
How couldn’t a soul who knew of my pain wouldn’t change hearts so mines could heal

But let me just be brief, I’ve been known was born a KING a renown of many things
My loan journey of travel will reside as I share what’s mine
As those I sought to be worthy for me to heal and redeem
So just allow me to be with the breath I breathe
I practice what I preach with my heart on my sleeves I’ll always speak on from what’s spoken from inside of ME me And Me.”

Written by James McMillon

-Brotherhood of Sincerity

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