Lionheart

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The highs and lows of life, but in the end it's a beautiful ride

Submitted: September 03, 2012

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Rymes keep going, they flowing, I’m slowing down my brain just to feel where im going with this everyday pain. But I be blasting through space to embrace, what I feel, what I want, what I taste. I’m taking this shit to a new level. These spirits inside, some glorious, feathers, of some sot, like the devil or god. But what it’s all in the odds, in the air, in the flares. Burning through my spine, but I be all right because this art will take me back in time. Like that time you were born, put on this earth. Eyes wide open, cries madly flowing, laughter always glowing. World wide open, fear no option, seeking all through knowledge of the world pretty droppings. Energy isn’t ever stopping, trees always flowing, and wind always blowing. Get that bud that I’m smoking. No air in my lungs, just a heart beat pounding in this beautiful world that surrounds me. These people are your friends, help them be chosen, it’s not their problem if they’re frozen. The love you give to someone might just be a miracle. Teach them to steer, help them grind out unwanted gears. But in the end, this poem is about all our problems, everybody’s, so accept the fears, and nourish the tears.


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