Ice Cycle

Who could prepare for madness
As i embrace the moment it's like magic
Hocus-pocus the devil wants to snag me
In the traps he sets for the chosen imagine
An athlete in hell cant you see the flash man
Glass gets shattered it's like my heart shackled
As the nitrogenous ignites i shoot past them 
Demons in the night Don't you know how a ninja stacks them
A snapping turtle from a river bed to a hot-zone
Now my footsteps are  solid as fossils
In the Himalayas, Makalu, Lahoste, 
I stole the flag they clocked me at sub zero
Every time i freeze hell over, an ice cycle is what they call me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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January 13, 2018 at 9:51 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMOI695YPX0
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July 25, 2016 at 12:50 AM
Timothy, awesome read. SKAT
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February 6, 2016 at 1:11 AM
Hi, Timothy, back again. I know how it feels when the D-man wants to snag the best of us. :) Well, Ice Cycle, I hope to hear from you tomorrow. Always a true friend. LINDA
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February 6, 2016 at 1:07 AM
Hello, My good Texan Friend, your visits always mean a lot. I'm sending soup mail in a bit. LINDA
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