Know Thy Self
Lemme grab my Remy and get........in my Zone. My Peace’s frequency vibrates differently, so I tend to frequently ignore my phone. I be wandering in a world I know you couldn’t even fathom. Been with a lot of women, yet only a couple can say “I really had him.” My mother nurtured durability, survival and intellect. But I be dancing with my Demons, knowing damn well I shouldn’t get into that. I like to go with the wind, but they don’t know I consciously grew wings. I dream of forevermore but from funerals and ppl I stay to myself to enjoy the finer things.
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