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Angel Eyes
Have you seen angels?I’ve seen angelsI’ve even been an angel When I’m in hellI speak a spellTo God I tell And then “love” I smellThen the universe I thankFor giving me a spank Sending me in the right directionMy inner self, providing retrospectionTo my soul, giving me a slight correction The lowest lows and the
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Chess Pawn O’Graffer
I am a pawnI have been rebornI am like a fawnOr fresh cut lawnThe old me was tornThe old me, I mournThe new me is corn I am a plantOf which doesn’t say “can’t”For I can do allI am seven feet tallHarvesting the raw energy of the sunWhilst stationary, not very funThen I am consumed
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XYAB
Oh, the stars are aligningThose stars, they do be shiningBoom, supernovaSoon the weak shall be miningDining, on the heavy metalsThat flow, with the timingOf which when I’ll stop rhymingThen comes the stormThunder and lightningX and Y, they’ll be fightingTo get from A to BAn uprising, to be set freeSheer willpower, enough to cross a seaAll
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Spiral of Doubt
If there’s a former and a latterIt’s probably the latterThe former doesn’t matterIt’s just meant to scatterYour heart and your mind, it’s only hypotheticalJust meant to tickleYour nerves, unearthedYour feelings of doubtThe things that you shoutThen you sit there and pout Overthinking, the ship is sinkingDown down down we goFill up buckets with water, throw
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Willful; Wall Fall
Huge stress, as tallAs a penitentiary wallConcrete and thickHigh and slickAgainst all odds, I climbIt’s only a matter of timeThere’s wire on topAnd as it shreds my topI fall back downAnd land with a frownNow I’m filled with sorrowFuck it, guess I’ll try again tomorrow

