Let’s put all of the exchanges that was laid in
the past to rest.
Let’s smoke on a deuce
Hatred is too deep and hard, and it leads to death
a lot sooner than
later
So, a truce would be so much greater
Depending on the intentions
The tensions on both sides run deeper than anyone
Decided to mention.
Outsider encounters, those voices are a bitch
The lies and deceit and twisted bullshit
So that was a good idea you thought
The inevitable happens after the night, and morning your
caught
I never plan to hurt you, unless you plan to hurt me.
Without warning, so I am sorry, the voices desert me.
This heart ran slower than ever imagined
What started as evil, could have been totally tragic
But some actions, cause other actions, causing thoughts
un-pure
Waking up in HIS arms, now the past is a blur
Knowledge is only as far as what has been told
Rage and confusion and bitterness unfolds
Fear of the possibilities are now being shown
Fear of the reality, and of the unknown
Move on, march on, try to lay it all aside
Hiding in broad daylight, eyes closed wide
Lesson or bad choice, dwell or get pep
Thus far, moving on, and have not lost a single step.
“xpressurself”
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