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Synthesis Jul 2014
I am worth the air I breathe

I am worth every drop of water in my body

I am worth the iron in my blood, and the fire in my stomach

I am worthy of greatness for I am a son of the elements

I am a force of nature incarnated in the shell of a man

And it is in my hands to either mold the world or break it

In my blood is the summation of my past and history

But in my sweat is the future I shall build.

I am worthy for no other fact than that I am

**I am worthy
Synthesis Jul 2014
cheap liquor to ya head ya drain the substance  from the bottle
With them Vicky secrets on ya body’s lookin like model
With your mind going numb its gettin so easy to swallow
all them medals on the wall were gold plated and hollow
Daddy lil princess raised inside an ivory tower
Prince charming showed up and he amazed you with his power
You gave him all your treasures he was gone within the hour
Now the sweet lies that he told got your mouth tasting sour
You singing Mirrior mirror on the wall
Who's the most tainted of them all
Your lipsticks smeared and mascara's faded
Any price to feel love baby girl you know you paid it
I met you one night and I tried to ease ya pain
But you won't touch my black skin in fear it leaves a stain
On that pretty Prada dress thats hanging off ya frame
Crown of amethyst polluting your brain
Synthesis Jul 2014
She bared her soul to me
Bared her soul in beautiful hues my dull eyesight couldn’t dissect
The canvas painted in shades I could barely detect
And I still see the rainbow in the browns of eyes
And brown eyes seem so common
Hers were anything but
They shined so bright the world dimmed when they shut.
So I blinked when she blinked
Winked when she winked
So I’d never live in a world without that light
And if ever she went blind I’d gift her my sight
Because the world needs those eyes
With each amber iris
Those irises that can capture the hue of the rain
Down to each drop’s stain
That can take the cool of the storm
And match the sun’s sense of warm
She paints pictures that remind you of the first day you were born
Everything is real
So real it’s exciting and terrifying
Life giving and death defying
So vivid if I described it I wouldn’t know where to start
My first love I fell in love with the artist as beautiful as her art.

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