In-CoMpLetion-Thoughts

I’ve been at war with my reflection
Projection of emotion is the coast they own
I’m flown by the decision to this deadly game with no weapon
I been left up on on the hill where they died here
Wishing I could produce more tears
Now steady fighting fears
Are you, in-fear-ior, [inferior] to the piers?

They played, I saved but whats winds in a storm.
I came here for more then a charm.
They came to harm, I’m blind, did you see when they cut off your arm.

I paid my dues now its dew from the grass.
I heard cash ass or grass from an old man it was so crast
Understand the brash interpretation of provocation of broken generations.
My skies have been blue but never of a bitter hue
I grew

The sun peaks over the valley.
Grass seeps from underneath.
Love takes over me.
So I choose you baby love I’m all about you.
Whenever I lose I look in your eyes and I get clarity.
Your ability takes over me.
I thank God for you.
Until the moon and back until the tides touch the ocean and sand outwardly.
Did you hear me?

You are for me.

More lines more signs more crime.
I’m scared of the fall.
Winter is answers springs calls.
Who would’ve seen humanity put on a shawl.
Then care more about things that crawl.
Who can save us all.

From the cracks of the cracks.
Wrist used to be shack on shack.
Remains from all over the map.
I ran across the land a couple times, laps on top of laps.
Something you just shouldn’t play with ain’t no way we made this far if God ain’t real.
Protect your soul with a shield.
Praying on buddy to be healed.

I’m out the window.
Door open in the low.
I’m staying on go.
Must never show, your hand, stand never sit.
Why quit.
You know it, the greatness inside why choose pride.
Don’t hide.

Never had six or seven figures.
Write about the fixtures in the homes schools grocery stores.
Have me feeling like this is the terror dome.
Slaves are the new garden gnomes.
Landed without a faction dreaming of action.
Navigation or something formed as imitation.
Lord unraveling earths gentrification.

I’m on the edge
They are preparing in the hedges
I’m hiding in the past raggedy
Dreaming of the day I did Kennedy the right way
I’m in the fray, opioid through the optics fry, have all sorts living in gray
Never stray is what we was taught
Who’ve would’ve thought
Now everyone is bought.

Praise to raise efforts in Jesus’s name .
I’ve changed Lord saves while he gave his life for us.
Tear ducts open from my eyes I will survive.