so many rules none but followed
swallowed by the abyss in fortunes time
have my rhyme, by nine, on time
swinger sway on cloudy days but what do devils do
hopelessness hopers says the closer i get to you
its mystical, the way we cool
down the earth then heat it back up
cyclers cycling on some cozmik puff
its i who stay on some cozmik stuff
enchanted by enhancing profound picture frames
contemplating deeper than what's in a name
what's inside by divine right
inherent divine flight
and compliment my visions of 3rd eye sight
its not for you to get it right
drinking by the cup of my mother
figures circle dark circles on the eve
but i crave the attention of the pavement
if its safe then i would like to make a statement
be patient...
combing through the left over vessels of recessive compulsion
i work this feeble language like tides of the ocean
devotion
hidden in plain moans
it is because i say so
so make it known
and make it shown
LIVE! like it was me who told you to breathe
and talk like hope and time want you to leave
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