JUST DON'T LOVE what you do around you,
LOVE YOU for yourself too,

The jeans seem to be clean
The tone I bring is dark washed
My shyness is bleached
I keep thinking of spin cycles
Acid wash anything I can dream
Just a tab to expand what is loaded
Psychedelic and kaleidoscopic hues
Painting with a vivid open minded view
Let the universe hypnotize me
The spin cycle I keep thinking about
My decision to surf on a wave
Will it bring me tripped out pain
Stuck in the intertwining of space
Stuck between experience and entrapment
Acid wash me into a different color
Or drown me into a world I’m not ready for
Acid wash color me away

What you want
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The wealth of worth
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Your health, take care of your self
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Love that can glow for ourselves
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High measures for your dreams
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May they act clean
Following through harmonies
Singing Soul is what I dream
But I’m aiming too close @ the Saran Wrap

You’re looking for a clean needle in a hay sack
While I’m searching for answers in a pile of nails

Wedge into a spiral of time
Repeating loops of the same old line
Everything will be forever new to the mind
Live through the unknown drive
Stuck to the ruling signs
Our stamp in time may be pressed beyond our experience
The ink we share in rhymes may be the pattern of our eternal divine

Alive

All I want to do is to drown in your baby blue eyes
Teach me how to swim with you, I need as many lessons as you can do
We can share as many strokes our body can handle
Floating in these wavy glistening eyes that I can’t seem to handle
But even when these storms strike our body, we can be electrified together
All I want to do is dive in the ocean you’ve have pooled together
All I want to do is die in both those baby blue eyes that you’ve been born with

Anytime I start looking up
Is usually when things start rolling down

The sweet can turn sour
I can tell from the apple core
Because you all are staring through your apple
Take a bite you just might lose your control

Only you can be you
For many of you
Do not know of you
Live do it now for you
Or
Life
Might
Not
Be
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Being You

•Blind love•
We can never tell if it’s there
We stare at the moon
Till it becomes eternal flame
We blame it on our eyes
For the time we have stained
Our memories blend in
Stories become entertainment
Our breath is then shared in mint
The galaxies become our escape
The air tamed tapes our bodies into flames
We can no longer see except for our souls that run away into the dark to find stars that then burn into beautiful light lovely blue surrounded by cupids clouds
The Night & Day
•Binds our love•

Blueberry eyes baby
I'm swimming in the Fiji
With money in the iris
Making these blue and greens collide

I don’t need to compare scars to know how deep they are
Just know I’m hurting and everything is starting to break apart

You better stop it
Something unexpected
Might just end up injuring you
A press in a step
A footprint permanently stained
Might just end up with things railing off
You better stop it
Look what you’re doing to me
My drive is alluding your well being
You’re on my ***
Ready to backstab me
I’m not driving for revenge
You better rearrange your lane
Because if you don’t I’ll check you
You better stop it
Driving me crazy

Corduroy Bucket Hat,
Correspond too that
The core to your heart
A pond
Stop skipping that
Shade around your
eyes
Keep in mind the light
in your optics
Know that the op-s-tic
Tock that got the sky
limiters chattin’ pishposh
Then pour your sun out
through the sourdough clouds
Imagine the bucket hat
Capturing all that
Static starch sound
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My view of an old love song

I have a problem with paranoia
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My phone buzzes but it’s just a ghost
My phone rings but that’s just me thinking
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Driving fast made me feel more free then being in my own room
I’m being watched at home base
Someone is out here for another backstab
I’ve already lost my vibrance
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My peace has been disturbed
I’m rolling off the road
I can no longer go home
I’m rolling off the road
I can no longer quiet my conscious down
I’m hitting the rail
I’m rolling off of a dream
I’ve failed and there’s no more believing

Decay in Spring

Bring May flowers
For the showers that have poured
Bring the colors
For the gray can’t happen anymore
The clouds covering the light that sores
Rise the roses covered in thorns
Love sharing the same color as the devils horns
So the beauty in April showers jokes on the May with flowers
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Spring with flowers on the floor
Stones engraved with rain drops from those that have loved
As the soil folds the soul
The dirt places bouquets for the love to explore
Decay in the Spring blooms recovered colors that the light shall bring

I Hope you’re Okay
You’re bed doesn’t need a Dream
I Hope you’re Not Afraid
You’re mind is your State

I Hope you’re Okay
You’re car doesn’t need a Seat Belt
I Hope you’re Not Worried
You’re love and soul are Married

I Hope you’re Okay
My Baby Blue Don’t Cry On the Way

My pen is bending
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My eyes are blind
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When my lights dim
The clips break
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I’m struggling  
Too hold everything together
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My sky view shows a pilot twist
The sunset spirals while my flight dies
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I see the windshield break
But I believe a blank canvas can still blink
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I’m suffering
Too keep my passion from being passed on
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The love of life
Drifts away
While my
Bullets create
Turns of O-pens
Circling back around
Too the plot of sunrises
The light begins a new trip
The wind brings back the shattered pieces
The glass is finally made to be seen through
And I start to see outside the review

Don’t forget to lock up when you go out
Keep it close to the vest and never open up
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My heart speaks but everybody just leaves
I’m told my house is the only thing that’ll accept me
Except me

Dumping my heart into dreams I would love to see if they are trying to **** me
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The fuel that’s keeping me going can spark up a hood, in gulf the steer into flames
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Distributor rings pop and all I have is a hand full of hopes and new spring days
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But the deep blue paint chipped off the sea now rotates away from the rear view
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Purple projects a new drive burnt into the ground from the heat of hell from the six feet we stand apart
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My eyes peel back to to a blue face being a frame for just numbers and cloud chasing
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So I place it in gear and then push fear into the mirror spreading orange and red solar flares in the headlights guiding the purple blue skies that backdrop the tracing rear lights of the fear in the past of our lifes

I’m sorry if I can’t hold onto reality
My mind slips and displays colorful escapes
Some are painted red
The others drip down in blue
My eyes remain to you a blankless hue
My name can’t even awaken my mood
Trapped in a prismatic glass waiting for the light to polarize me
Both sides get the grip of a lilac view
The whole world is told to be a blank canvas
But the gravity of gray contrasts something different into the others actuality view
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Please find me a hue

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Ignore what I’m doing
It’s raining
And the old man is drunk
And swerving
The road is slipping
I’m gripping the handles
The headlights in front
Keep swaying
I want to look out the sunroof
But now I’m going through the windshield
The street light is my curtain call
I can no longer hear
The soft rain
Acts as a blanket
To my ending

The love is drowning
But I'm seeing through the sea
Breathing in the death
Staring straight through the ripple
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The love is consuming
But I'm living through the ingest
The toxicity in the belly swallowed
Sits till the **** makes its way out

You're seeing stars everyday
I'm over here looking in the sky for a maybe
You see the love from blue eyes everyday
I'm over here in a sea trying not to drown from being lonely
You see time as a beautiful installment in the soul
I'm over here seeing a ticking time bomb with no de-fusion
I see the opposite of what you see
Yet you're still trying to hurt me
Playing with a switch
I see the light flicker
Playing with the fan simultaneously
You see the air circulate
I see comfort from a far out place
Loving the housing
Seeing it as a forever getaway
While I see panic in a form of a gateway

I swear,
To be anything more then a continuation from this peer I've newly appeared from
I swear,
When the weather is cold and my heart can not seem to bear I'll no longer have a clear care here
I swear,
To God in my prayers that one day I shall resist the temps that be out there
I swear,
Everyone looks because the profundity calls in for all the curses
I swear,
Switching ears wont help you hear the outcomes of others pain in fear
I swear,
On a grave that life is tempting me but the grass hasn't grown there
I swear,
When I lose it all I'm going to make sure you go down a tear
I swear,
To be buried alive for decades with you and holding onto to last thing we shared, air

Woke up for work
Wish I could’ve stayed up n’ be laced with the stars altitude

Woke up hungry
Wish I could’ve cooked, turning the heat up n’ getting ride of this starving attitude

Looked up a better life
Life is infamous in these deep searches
This sea is filled with webs
The salt is cooked right in
I’m no longer daydreaming
The fear is eating me here
Working for a number
Working to be a survivor
A show on how to live
Because believing isn’t working
I’m empty on the inside
And I’m starting to think about moving more towards the stars

The juices you know you’re sipping
The mango peach goodness
******* these fruits
Tasting their sweetness
Drinking the sugars
Drowning in the flavoring

Yellow in the cup
Yellow in the eyes
Enjoying the dancing
Reaping the benefits of your fruit
Slipping in extra flavor to drown in it

Make a man go crazy over a peachy princess
But the juice in the golden holy grail
Is the truth of planting seeds in the soil
A fruitful soul can grow
But keeping the poison will put you below

The halo of my thought
The beam of my heart
The safety of my soul
Transformation my existence
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My favorite object in the universe
Is accompanied by the light of the sun
The sea welcomes both lights as to be one
The ocean dances, waving back to me
The moon holds the essence of me sinking
There are four lights in one passing image
A breathless air of escape is brought here
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When the light goes out, I want to be here
When the light goes out, I want the soul of the bulb to change
When the light goes out, I want the sea to blink
When the light goes out, I want the feeling of the sun to welcome the rest of the three
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The halo of the beam reflects the safety of the existence in the ships to be exactly like the light housed in...

I look at the past
I plunge into a crash
The waves of this bed
Has migrated my migraines
My brain wants love to fall
But the dark gray rain hangs
Then the blue paints my attitude
My heart beat keeps me moving on
But my soul bare to weep can't let the storm clear past

Paint me in the rain
Put me falling to your rein
A beautiful Queen poured over me
I have fallen in the rain
Dark skies and a pretty smile
Sharp swords and a merciless shame
Blue drops pick me up
Make me a King to bring a voice
I want to sing but I have fallen to the Queen
I have no choice but to give everything I dream to the Queen

On the ride of our lives
There’s no reason for switching sides of the lines
Her eyes steer me on a dash boredom trip
Her feet on the dash when we are crossing boarders
Love in the air and we’re breathing in exhaust
Road trips planned out to a double crossing
Set fire to the bond for the gears couldn’t shift
Her eyes grew for another
While mine lost their tint
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Bridges burned was well worth the visit
The cars totaled can never amount to this kind of freedom
The trust merged within a group to shoot down a smile
These miles rolled are now thrown down the scrap yard
I had to scrape myself off of a window
Everybody looking through me, clearly a loser
So I’ve set a fire in my pathfinder
Everyone found a way out of the tolls
The evol plugged in the love was found in the start of the spark
Sticks and stones were thrown to cut me off
I’ve pulled over too much
Stepped out to check out the view too much
The love we had was looking too lonely
Do not enters in both one ways of a love light
Now I’m in the street swerving and nothing is stopping me from crashing
Wall bangs from the side panels we now share from the past pictures on mirror panels
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Hanging off the sunroof
I just need to see a little light
Gas pedal grasping the air
Destiny holds evil and fear
I’m holding the steering wheel
Driving drunk asking for trouble from a 2seater
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You’re trapped in love
I’m trapped in a lx
The ride boxes us both in
There’s fire in both our outlines
Yet I’m the one slowly dying
Check the light of my heart line

Love
The energy it produces
Aisles for looking for a pair
Of eyes to feel the heal
But
The bandages over the heart
Decorate the office with a ray
The device tells me that sunflowers I should pay for
Save those roses, the pedals will grow in gray
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Every eye gives me a side for inside
Each piece divided by parts your senses speak
for now my soul is pulled apart
Different car can drift it apart
Cassette deck just to reverse the tape back
Hood locks just to perpetuate
This steering wheel might roll off at this rate
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I stumbled home
Living in gray
Hearts open
A lot of shots to take
But I grab everyone
Of those fragments that break
the soul that pays the drift toll
Told of the stories of a wasted saved soul
But the heart rays can’t bandage the sunflowers that will lay
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The air that bounds love is very limited
But the feelings all have no boundaries

I’ve been smoking a lot more
I’ve been drinking a lot less
Which is better or worse
******* how about you mind your own business

Moons watch me
Phases shift me
A wave bring me into existence
Show me the ways to the shore
Let me finally listen to the peace of the storm

I’ve been backstabbed
I’ve been backhanded
I’ve been backflipping money
I've been backtracking destiny
I’ve been backed into a corner
I’ve been brought back
I’ve been traveling backroads
I’ve been treated with the backlash
I’ve been left alone with no backups
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They’ve told me to backdown
I’m back on the ground
Dugout deep in their backyard
But I learn from the backwards
See me now in my new backdrop
I’m working harder then ever, I can’t feel the backache
They want me to backup but my moves don’t backtrack
So they now pull out a gun out of their backpack
They’re here to take me out back
But this time I’m standing up, I now have a backbone
So I fire back

The seaside water heals
The sunlight glistening the health
Our ships have sailed
The ports have been abandoned
A bandaid covers the salt we’ve mixed
Our separate waves keeps us moving
Fishing for flowers to bloom a boat ahead
The direction is clear in the sleep of the storm
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I feel awake sound asleep lately
Before hurricanes wrapped around my brain
The seaside water heals
I hear the light house is the halo
Hold me under, make me feel like an angel
While the light at the surface tears open our messenger bottles
Instead of me drowning in all these empty bottles
I’m graced with peace by the sunshine painted with pieces by the clouds
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I arrive to the shore
I feel the sunshine
My feet are healed in the sea
My soul is cleared by the heat
The light house is a clear mirror
The flowers are planted in the sand
While I walk away my name is engraved
No longer sinking only bliss in me singing

Tanking in the sea of fear
Pressure keeps building in the unknown
I need to see but the glasses are starting to crack
The water is piling on in
I’m dying from what I really needed
The ship is buried more then six feet
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The salt baptizes me
I come out into a puddle
The worry in the shallow then follows
Hopefully a time is known to link to a start of a new star
Different days have new eyes laying, looking for any type of gray
They see a baby born into a new man
Drawing him in whatever kind of melee
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But this baby boy dives into everything
The art and the color schemes he sees blew
Details are now seen even laying in the deep end
The pressure is building all around him
He might slip and crack everyone up
Heads are turning all around him
He finally sees red instead of the deep blues
Ignoring while criticizing, the jury lives all around him
Sun ignores the moon from my viewpoint
Has I light up my way, faces still blew me off the board
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All while I’m playing yin yang with a soul
I see her eyes, I melt as if I’m in a super nova
A star has found its way into my universe
But the balance doesn’t carry a stance between them
All while these colors paint a little too vivid
These lines keep drawing me
I have to wait till never is happening
I spill the change I’m looking for
Picking pieces of me up to feel great
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Paint My Mind

Looking back doesn't cure curved spines
Cords vibrating our brain, purifying the signs
Keeping us blind, the red and blue states
To mix purple hearts, sent out to the red that poured out
Too the blues of the family
Makeshift mutants betrayed by the military
Makes ****** thoughts sit into reality
Bullets in the states of minds
Each fragment defines what we believe
Country try's to count on its people
Just to color them on the floors
Sweep them up and tell them
Their purpose is purple
Well I'm inserting myself
Spray painting on these walls
Graffiti is played in the eyes aimed  
With dying with them in their name

Door to door
Knocking on a Hope
Waiting for an answer
Will life have me waiting?
I want to leave but I’m halted by fear
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Tired of pushing dreams into reality
The failures have no relaxation
Hoping a knock will kickstart a career
Where I sing outside of the fake rain and be the very thing I always dreamed
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Now I’m here pulling my way through
- Promotions on becoming a pro in something I have no motion for
My soul needs a break but the heartbreak is still creating wonders on a true love to take
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Working in reality
While I still sing in stem

Run
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