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LordRayne

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since June 2016
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She

October 6, 2016

The greatest one She wrote came from a thousand voices across the globe 

A million words, with a couple of verbs

I flirt with the beat, She speaks back, we make it happen.

She wrote 

The longest day, and the shortest memory. 

I flirt with the beat, She speaks back, I say 

"There's no hope for the homeless and less hope in a broken home" 

We're all waiting for the perfect storm, the perfect bounce. 

Anywhere and everywhere She is announced 

The dark to comes to light with her tone 

I flirt with the beat, She speaks back, I sing a note 

Flowery verbrato She makes heaven from our throats 

Silence with her beam, serprano like our dreams 

High pitch for high profit, for low lifes, and low pockets 

Music is how She turns happy into a lifestyle.

 

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