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Dont Trip


Be calm. Relax I told myself as i sat, between a rock and a hard place and had been there all day Should i fall face first into a brick wall Or do what i need to do, and the bull- Leave it all. Freedom calls Im needin yall to freeze/applaud/but please pause until hes appauled And shes dumbfounded I need to fall to free the cause And effect of sex, drugs, and alcohol. Withdraw, relax, remove, return My words are hot, its simple move or burn Rather, feel the burn That i feel through words, i curse, i dont Do i sound absurd? Obviously we all do, we all have weight on our shoulders Not paying attention to the shallow floors we fall through, God caught you. But you can never notice, because i cant either. It sucks, it stinks The funk the lust- the stench of hate, The strong the weak the proud the fake- the real Is unreal, when reality is near I mean far because why dream if you are who you are! At least i know who I am, A small man with a boxer, i named Tyson, My friend. Maybe the realest ever, but ive lost him now so minutes are like forever. my endeavors fightin against lightening- as it strikes him, i mean me Lived life cleverly Held it all in- but now i'm set to speak Ill take a leap of faith.
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I have a complex mind. I am unable to speak surface, no matter how hard I try. These words are more than just words. These characteristics of who I am can be interpreted as pleased, but PLEASE help me as I'm venting'- , because Lord knows Ace The Poet loves undivided attention.

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