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I took a gift and threw it into a ditch The man grabbed it Hauled it away, and locked it in his tank Tossed, hit, shattered it on a blank page in a hole A clean slate used to cover the light In a state of beauty and bruises He stored it and stayed on watch Cut the branches as they bloomed Around the lock and into the night No height will get passed his tools What a fool What a fool What a fool to hold a materialistic block Those branches grow too thick His blade is not sharp enough Too dull to break through the  bark Ya you can drop it down stairs But it will only go up, not out You can push the ladder it climbs But it only finds another on the wall Ya you can take its ride but it just runs down that dark road grows and grabs the sparks in the sky And sets the night on fire With a desire for love I run and look above Push that slate away And pull myself up I look in for it My Flame My Freedom My Friends My family My foundation My built gift Lifted to the sun
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
Look Above
I took a gift and threw it into a ditch The man grabbed it Hauled it away, and locked it in his tank Tossed, hit, shattered it on a blank page in a hole A clean slate used to cover the light In a state of beauty and bruises He stored it and stayed on watch Cut the branches as they bloomed Around the lock and into the night No height will get passed his tools What a fool What a fool What a fool to hold a materialistic block Those branches grow too thick His blade is not sharp enough Too dull to break through the  bark Ya you can drop it down stairs But it will only go up, not out You can push the ladder it climbs But it only finds another on the wall Ya you can take its ride but it just runs down that dark road grows and grabs the sparks in the sky And sets the night on fire With a desire for love I run and look above Push that slate away And pull myself up I look in for it My Flame My Freedom My Friends My family My foundation My built gift Lifted to the sun
Look Above, hold on, flame, friends, family, freedom, foundation, gift,
chaz-moore
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chaz-moore
North Hollywood, CA
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
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