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Simbaboy Amo

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Simbaboy Amo

Fantasy

HIM.

HIM.

1 min
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He is an eagle 
Like waterfall,he roars
he targets
he doesn't miss

His wings are strong 
he flips so hard 
up to sky he stays 
he targets without missing 

The aye he has
he sees it all
with injured wings 
still bring to the table 
the youngones always smile 

He's broken inside 
depressed and tired 
he fakes with a smile 
he's stronger than you think 

No one appreciate him 
he's the subject of the street 
example of failure 
for not finishing what he started 
he chose different path 
he's alone on this road 

Every night he goes to bed 
he sharpens his claws 
then stares at his work 
deep inside he's proud 
within him there's desire 
just to be seen 
he's an eagle.




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