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Breath of Fresh Air by Anghellic

Wow look,
A breath of fresh air.
I cling to it like
My freshly greased hair.
I'm not thinking of
Gangs or blood and guts today.
Just for a moment God, Has
Taken these thoughts away.
I am glad b/c
everyday I was sad.
I fought the good fight of
Thinkin everyone else was bad.
When all they tried to do was help me.
I couldnt let go of my demons
Internally.
Now I have let go,
thank God,
This is the real Janeece,
And no a fake azz facade.