Write of the mind blind
Head high, all pride
Nothing valuable to find
Lost for the right price
Ill gains, ill mind
Unaware to the chain binds
A prison for mankind
high fines, spent time
Vanity sold to the Limelight
Does it seem all right
Daft mimes, emptied mines
to be sidelined in the grind
You need to rewind
What’s yours, and mine
Grab ahold to your life line
Give your precious life
Post haste, no whine
Live a life worthy and kind
Good news is no lie
Break bread, drink wine
Pray to The Lord, the most high
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 4:58 AM UTC
Write of the mind blind
Head high, all pride
Nothing valuable to find
Lost for the right price
Ill gains, ill mind
Unaware to the chain binds
A prison for mankind
high fines, spent time
Vanity sold to the Limelight
Does it seem all right
Daft mimes, emptied mines
to be sidelined in the grind
You need to rewind
What’s yours, and mine
Grab ahold to your life line
Give your precious life
Post haste, no whine
Live a life worthy and kind
Good news is no lie
Break bread, drink wine
Pray to The Lord, the most high
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