Fireeyes
Dropping verbs with my vice and inverse
ITS VICE VERSA
Mocking birds with my wings and it hurts
I TWICE BURNT 'ya
Lobbing 22 rounds a second
THATS ALL YOU GOT BOY
I get all points just give me a minute
You may have heard of the words and of those
whom spit fire
But i am liquid nitrogen i recieve souls within wires
You may have heard of the hurds and of the birds that
preach to choirs
I suppose and transpose and polarize...who isthe flyer
I digress in excess to the mass of last living
Loook deep inside...you will hear the wringing
I laugh to some like singing so
My craft like love so bleading glows
I refuse your refuge and dialate
Mind "uck....soul stuck....no tyrate
See my heart it bleeds music
I float in colors to you .....translucent
My mind it breeds fusion
On no... and all levels.....to you....a most pleasant illusion
I designed your confusion
As to align your good nature
Copyright © Andrew Craig | Year Posted 2015
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