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Cyclone Dec 2019
Try to change the world; cause if you don't try to change the world, the world doesn't have to try to change you, it already has; by making you think you can't change the world.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The interest in future living is following me, I push the limits so they give me the college degree, seems the way how things advance it limits a chance, reminisce on how he glanced, enhanced, but with a timid stance, I only dance and prance when I see a value, in my soul that knows blows it can tackle, stuff is a hassle but failure is what I always taboo, personal custom, I'm seeing something in me so shall you, find the man in the mirror and get the picture clearer, once you vision things once, it's only getting nearer, and the life you compel determines what you sale, ripe stripes, or fright that proves your life was stale.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Understand the side of game where you're to blame and claim your name, faces that seem recognizable are sizeable, what's your pride up to?, when your lies will ride with you?, despises prizes when other sizes collide with you?, you feel it's time to pull strategies so tragedies, can cause casualties, catastrophes of battles teased, through this gravity, duality is reality, and this side of game fames the audacity, make salaries not knowing that your aim was weak, hit the streets and had ceased when you came to me, asked you what your name was, couldn't even claim it, paint a loss to training cause of waning trust to patience.
Cyclone Dec 2019
When caught up in some mess, the stress will answer yes, when you get back up and go, the pain will be told no, everything I'm built to be, will show inside of me, I shine as prodigy, though scarred from darts of heat, this life I still repeat, through peaks of hail and sleet, until I fall and meet, the change from bleak to meek, I fly as high as birds, and speak these potent words, in hope my mottos curve, and rise and strive from burns, don't know if mine is long, but life means fight through wrongs, emotion shown in songs, that lift me to be strong.
Cyclone Dec 2019
The oppressor was the stressor, my lecture bought the pressure, we hurt in different measures, but our pleasure bought no treasure, so now we're in the desert, on a wild adventure, with no streak of hope we found us roped from our rude gestures, tried to play it clever, oppressor vs pressure, no one did it better cause we're stuck in this forever.
Cyclone Dec 2019
As swift as they shift me, my love lies in me, pretty as the blue skies, you ask why,  cause I'm that kind guy, that always gets by and ain't shy, so what I live by is strictly for the one that I love, we had our problems, but he solves em from just right above, and as I get tough this training you gave me contains me, how hard these rains be, they never will knock off or phase me, we had our babies and they saved me, it's hard to admit, but by their shy cries in those wide eyes, I know it's legit, the true companion through my planning is us in one flesh, so what I let rest is mess that had shadowed my best, and till my last breath, I'm here every step everyday, the only lover you adore, I'm yours either way.
Cyclone Dec 2019
Lieutenants get schizophrenic when the panic frees, the trust can't go in ranked officials, pistols getting seized, I fall to knees and try to breathe, questioning the reality, fatalities are casualties, you tell me the analogy, of qualities in all of these, sorrows was comparison, never change the hands of time cause what killed him was tearing one, and many more, heaven's door lies only past thickening clouds, say aloud what you had vowed, when you're proud it was allowed, but you shall get angry when the pains had brought the clue to you, that no one makes it out alive, so can I rest the truth in you, we're living through a maze, stress your ways where attention pays notice to these hurtful days, filled with plagues and long delays.
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