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Eb and Flow See my rhythms and poems Have no motion no flow Sometimes they Eb But even that happens real slow The motion is there I Just don’t wanna let it go If I add it you’d know That I cared to grow And learn, discern I won’t say anymore Except for this I took a piece of bliss Put it in my back pocket Sat down and smashed it Took it out then I dropped it My language saw me Decided I should stop it So I brushed it off Told everyone that I lost it Truth is that I crossed it Didn’t earn the ability Says who? Says Me. So I took and I tossed it Whats left I don’t know No language Sometime I Eb But even that happens slow
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Dec 15, 2010
Dec 15, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
Eb & Flow
Eb and Flow See my rhythms and poems Have no motion no flow Sometimes they Eb But even that happens real slow The motion is there I Just don’t wanna let it go If I add it you’d know That I cared to grow And learn, discern I won’t say anymore Except for this I took a piece of bliss Put it in my back pocket Sat down and smashed it Took it out then I dropped it My language saw me Decided I should stop it So I brushed it off Told everyone that I lost it Truth is that I crossed it Didn’t earn the ability Says who? Says Me. So I took and I tossed it Whats left I don’t know No language Sometime I Eb But even that happens slow
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andrew-foster
Dec 15, 2010
Dec 15, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
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