I could never have enough time, to write all the ryhmes on my mind, I would have to reincarnate again, Just to Conversate but until then, I will blow it in the wind, Like a gemini twin, Ahh you like the wordplay so fly like a Bird when I express And then let it project from within, Some days I overdose the page, Set each Paragraph ablaze, My thoughts won't behave it is Like a 12 gauge, Bullets have no eyes, Neither Do my Flow When It leaps out of my Mental cage, I Am like a tidal wave, I Let my words Dive into the deep watery abyss, I barely let the Pages Breathe, Cause my Creative Energy seems to always Have something to say, so I just let it Take lead, and Follow It Down it's Trails, To See Where it stops, Round and round it goes like a carousel, it probably has more to express, but, I guess, now I will let the Paper Catch its breath
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Life's Vent
Poetrythis is a real life poem I was inspired to write to release old pent up thoughts Hope ya like it
