Words

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there's a bridge that devides the fold amidst the tops of an angry mob for sure there's a taste of an amazing mix of melodic tones deafening in the current there's a place where dwellers rest to
take a part in the test there's a sun beneath the moon that gives way to cadence in the late of June



through a sunset peak we have sprung a leak inside taking a little peak through wandering eyes we can lay hold of a surprise amidst the lies each new day there is a game to be played got it made in
the shade each new course springs true with love sheltered abve the dew



inside we often hide through the rustling hills the cheap thrills it pays the bills hearken onto its beckoning plow sound the alarm for words to charm come to the sea drop off all forms of
negativity its in your sweet destiny listen to the birds chirping outside on the lawn look at the lonely fawn



words can take us to each heightened place make no mistake reflect on the good dismiss what's bad rejoice and be glad each turn you take make no mistake its tempered with fate our great escape
going west young man my faithful friend with whom you can depend



in the morning there will be reflections sought to the extreme on the scene we have grown with a grateful heart to impart the furtherance of all goodness we must resist the evil doer and cling to
what is good think good thoughts of such as Goldi Locks and the tropics



words can create a lasting void to how you really feel another chance at lets make a deal behind the squeeky wheel we can trust words to be secure as our daily bread words can bring a smile to a
lonesome child to cherish in great riches light the inner flame of resistance by given a chance

Submitted: June 05, 2018

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there's a bridge that devides the fold amidst the tops of an angry mob for sure

there's a taste of an amazing mix of melodic tones deafening in the current

there's a place where dwellers rest to take a part in the test

there's a sun beneath the moon that gives way to cadence in the late of June

?

through a sunset peak we have sprung a leak inside taking a little peak

through wandering eyes we can lay hold of a surprise amidst the lies

each new day there is a game to be played got it made in the shade

each new course springs true with love sheltered abve the dew

?

inside we often hide through the rustling hills the cheap thrills it pays the bills

hearken onto its beckoning plow sound the alarm for words to charm

come to the sea drop off all forms of negativity its in your sweet destiny

listen to the birds chirping outside on the lawn look at the lonely fawn

?

words can take us to each heightened place make no mistake

reflect on the good dismiss what's bad rejoice and be glad

each turn you take make no mistake its tempered with fate

our great escape going west young man my faithful friend with whom you can depend

?

in the morning there will be reflections sought to the extreme on the scene

we have grown with a grateful heart to impart the furtherance of all goodness

we must resist the evil doer and cling to what is good

think good thoughts of such as Goldi Locks and the tropics

?

words can create a lasting void to how you really feel another chance at lets make a deal

behind the squeeky wheel we can trust words to be secure as our daily bread

words can bring a smile to a lonesome child to cherish in great riches

light the inner flame of resistance by given a chance

?


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