I Do Fly
Outcast, before
the thunder.
Lightning strikes
my visions at all
times.
Outlast, I do the
storm.
My turmoil is iced
by the mines of
crime.
Guilty I am in the
desert.
I do have the sand.
But break I will not
to my oath on
Gods land.
Whether or not I
am the king of
liars.
My truth is the
truth.
My words will not
sooth.
The outcome of
violet by my
violent desires.
I will never.
Not even after
forever.
Be the one.
Which choose to
loose.
I do fly.
When I am high.
Copyright © Unic Cjonr | Year Posted 2013
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