flowers a mirrors to the sun

Thu, 06/11/2015 - 10:23 -- szer111

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Salt Lake City
3040 East Cruise Way 84109
United States

Some times, the chimes I rhyme,
That begin ddeep in my minds thought,
Get caught up, and jammed in blood clots,
Caused by all my suicidal hollow tip shots,
That leave collapsed veins, and knots,
In all the wrong spots,. Just to amp up my watts,
I know that hip hops the typical thing I talk,
And I know I use it to justify banging up my rock,
But I also know your what justify's why its gotta stop,
You see, when alone, in a drone, a clone,
Focus is a small sliver of light, in the spectrum,
Well you help me seam less phantom, and feel more bright.
You give me the photons, to shine on the microphone,
And every other zone, give some bass to my monotone,
And my frequency seam to be higher pitched,
I'm like an atom, you stripped all the electrons,
Supplied me with some protons, and switched my charge to positive.
This world forced me to be a dark night,
In the pitch black life, miss in moonlight.
But your stretchin me, to the flexes and yawns,
Of a better futures dawns, takin me to the other side,
Away from the thorns, to greener better lawns, its bomb.
Changed my element, from bronze, to gold.
Its relevant, I mean your word, so your world,
I remember it, I'll keep my ember lit, remember it
You say I'm your sunshine, well then don't forget,
What you are of mine, all that I see, of me.
Is the light that you reflect oh so vividly.
I shine your designs, so continue to grow,
So I can show, all I know, and all you let go,
and drip off each and every vine of your lifetime,
I preserve the blossoms in cellar, like my head,
Let the time we share be anything but tears and wine though,
Its more like the memories are bottles of pollen and sunshine,
Aged into genuine friendships that the high glass gotta classify as fine,
So ill be your sunshine and I won't be taken away,
Please just continue to absorb, to help my word, and energy morph into verb,
I need you to reflect my yellow rays, that you've intercepted through out our happy days.

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