Strength

As I drink from this wine, just give me the eyes

To go back in time, to see what I find

I'm 24 but have the mind of a man at climax

If we were food, I would only eat my snacks

I'm good but my reflection is one to be afraid of

R-E-A-L the DNA im made of

Ima free man in this free world on a one way trip to heaven

Ricocheting my sevens – gambling – trying to get 11’s

While on a trip, that amplify my loco motives

Past judgement because it's already off, signs eroded 

This poem is about: 
Me

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