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Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm microscopic in the topic of philosophical nature, I label you my saviour if majoring in my favor, but later, you learn the reason I deal with acidic razors, lay lasers on stray haters, debaters, and commentators, outrageous, I get contagious, and never spacious, courageous, must strategize all the stages like making raises on wages, you never claim humans praises cause through your phases it changes, and though you're aging, their raging is bound to caging your brazen days.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Focus while in your hopelessness, homeless but never boneless, I am the rolling stone in this, prone in my own slowness, closeness to the bonus, hone it not by vicinity, simply said affinity to it, tells your virginity through it, solid fluid, brewed it and grew coldness, heat of the moment boldness, brought little to no notice, somehow, I didn't know this, still the dosage has motive, emotive, it made me bloated, proving that it was recent just looking right at its postage, coast is noted loaded, coated, how I wrote it, afloat by the mopes that voted for it, unloaded, time had showed it coded so some can't erode it, you can claim you never rode it, weaving through, you sowed and told it, imploded soul can go, WOAH, I didn't know I'd show it, poet in my own mind, so I spin my own vibe, just know I took no bribes, this describes just my ride, inscribed to what it made my bride, *******, I just had lied, can't even say I tried, set aside, what's experienced, died to what attacked me deep inside, though a JUST EXPERIMENT.
Cyclone Dec 2019
It's like traveling the seas, the breeze blows with ease indeed, you can only lead ones you cannot seize, read in this breed to know greed and pain, power of the love above knows their games, the same said for reasons I tread on thin ice, whether nice or precise the spice comes from advice off sight, uptight in light, you saw the sin in me, upright at night, it might be the beginning that comes with beauty and trimmings, it brought me winning but struggling, hugging upon your rugged physique, you'll still be shrugging, loving each other, kissing and hugging, but do we play?, no, covering up emotions, my notion had made my halo, individually we lay low, but what would be next, wearing rubbers in a moment still brought unhealthy ***, you bet, **** and ***** wet, we may let our guard down, but the pleasure went away, now we stray with scarred frowns, can't blame this hard town, but the path that we take, only knowing how you're flowing proves you're real or you're fake, but I guess we didn't know, so where did we go, rough travel in the seas, we are where we were before.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Freestyle to release these streets, calm beats speaks deep in the sleep, neat inside streaks where we peaked, some diamond and gold, times unfold, rhymes behold bold messages froze, cold shoulder told the lower grower heat is unbearable, sharing 50 parables, made them comparable, inside where hearts are terrible, variables is marital, divorce is like a force, of course the course is seen clerical, shareable, concerns in turn can burn up a swear, catch a smile from when you dialed, but when I answered, you dared, put the cares inside the words I bare, I'm equally broken, outcasts never gasp till their past is spoken, hold a token till I open what its value will mean, sea breeze in the air, when it's fair, it's clean, and the theme STILL demeans that preaching for peace, freestyle for a while, RELEASING THE STREETS.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Fighting against a war is a war within itself. You have casualties. Just look at some political prisoners and ask them what they're in for. "I fought against the losses of life and lost mine in the process", would be their reply. They're dead too. Only difference is they're just a dead man talking.
Cyclone Dec 2019
I'm not proud to be a sinner, but I am proud to be an imperfect servant of GOD.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Your crown beauty was never truly your only Lucy, you rocking smoothly through other duties, your songs and movies, what we cruelly will claim is groovy is only cruelty, if it's stressed that it's our best while still resuming, presumed a cutie, this was a bully that came to fool me, now just consuming what hummed as crooning explodes to booming, looming and zooming for blooming will only turn to pruning, the past Lucy seduced me, introduce me loosely.
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