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the grips of betrayal
the hands of deceit
like a thunder in the night 
with no storm at its feet
that curve ball when you playin soccer
that almost catches you ass
but you most swiftly
and watch in amazement as it flies passed
the light unseen when the horizon is pink to you 
but to me its pale green
the way you will laugh soon because your love is knockin at your door
the way you will not be able to say "stop" rather "more! more!"
the butterflies that flutter around you 
as a dream comes true
the agony of knowing death is around and takes someone dear to you
the lifeline of some not of all
shines so bright and it makes others fall
the fire in the end of the night
keeping you safe and warm...hours at a time
knowing already... i sometimes can
said too much... REVEN (never backwards) grow up... strong words...according to Peter Pan
live like a child
live like no one is watching
make your art 
center stage
make your emotions have a voice
picture after picture... page after page
live life...hard-core... or bury yourself into the ground
today's society is plagued with static... we all long for fresh new beginnings...
new sounds
knowing already
i can only send hints to those who bare the voices to make heads turn
in others beauty we can not only listen... but learn
gifts all around... don't let the hands of deceit set you astray
do what you do... in Jesus' name I pray

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