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it's in my hands i can bend and shape it through force of will manipulate it through breath of life i manifest it master techniques through acts of patience each page represents mental exorcism reshaping the minds of the mad possessed press the **** switch then let the weak digress in the ignorance of their own shattered mess the excuse they call a life is trife i've been lied to not once but too many times i can't find the time to put trust in mankind when freedom is found when one with the mind have faith in the soul determined to grow through the things that this life has never been shown and never expected while always neglected the meek will inherit the crowns of gold not bought and sold this isnt for trade never will i give in to this price of pain as for me and my house we'll live without shame this love represents those who feel the same it's a bond that links and connects us through like-minded verses spoken through the stress and all the commotion we speak peace to mend a heart broken praying that this pain subsides with every bar and note for note and line for line the time has come to be the one to resurrect hope because when it's all said and done i'm going to be the one that will rise in the morning elevate with the sun and bask in its rays illuminate the day the journey's just begun
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
The Journey's Just Begun
it's in my hands i can bend and shape it through force of will manipulate it through breath of life i manifest it master techniques through acts of patience each page represents mental exorcism reshaping the minds of the mad possessed press the **** switch then let the weak digress in the ignorance of their own shattered mess the excuse they call a life is trife i've been lied to not once but too many times i can't find the time to put trust in mankind when freedom is found when one with the mind have faith in the soul determined to grow through the things that this life has never been shown and never expected while always neglected the meek will inherit the crowns of gold not bought and sold this isnt for trade never will i give in to this price of pain as for me and my house we'll live without shame this love represents those who feel the same it's a bond that links and connects us through like-minded verses spoken through the stress and all the commotion we speak peace to mend a heart broken praying that this pain subsides with every bar and note for note and line for line the time has come to be the one to resurrect hope because when it's all said and done i'm going to be the one that will rise in the morning elevate with the sun and bask in its rays illuminate the day the journey's just begun
logikthejayman
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32/M/Denton, TX
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
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