my soul is full of recollections of memories distant but close
like the sun, my insides roast from an unknown ghost full of jokes
a man that spoke of promise and hope but daunted the most
all my accomplishments go up in smoke as the stroke of dawn hits
folks who promised me I would be dope are gone in the mist
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