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my flow


I've been wanting to cry. Wanting to let it all out. but I need not punch and pout Or to just scream and shout. Inside I dive into a flow. More gentle than a stream. where my rhymes just row, Threw an electronic screen. Where my sorrows, anguish, and pain Fall threw my brain like metal rain. Where my joy, humor, and love fly threw my eyes like doves. So holding my breath Into my flow I dive Catch me on the flip side When all my worries are lost in the tide.
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