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Nov 2018
meet me in the middle help me to play the fiddle as each fallen riddle;
trapped beneath the brave and the true wanting something new why chew
beneath the note to bakery surf and turf found ready to receive
a chance a which to stnd twilight as if the edge of the night
ful of athentic smoke screen have the doorbell ring to travel between
Street our uneasy the treasure sirene bound between the ice cream machine

whistle into great honor a pledage at peace from a blessed hand up honor
soul purpose to blame the criminally insane please learn to fan the flame
the sun comes down then away it goes flirting with bright light ***** hoes
a bride in the mop we see where the proud ancients do bleed you see
cartoons to hit my fender fallen away from the center the hurricane wonder

get used to the private flow spent so much proud years ago
sparkling through the proud ovation wanting to go below to take a vacation
Rap on the squeaky wheel others play it praised as no big deal
Rap is for the silent king eating your favorite ice cream the sunset swim
taking it one day at a time we lose are space & time,

M arshal law plagued through the gender know it all you can hear it flow
got news for you a reason to believe & explore
battle long the climbing king kong..generations after salute its song
to pick up he piece as we have left behind some or many shine

Rap game ...rap haze...to hear a lot,
pulse net got to forget,
the brevity to its score awe for so much more onto evening the score
Mario William Vitale
Written by
Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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