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Sometimes I Cry

Got to keep it real but sometimes I stare at the four walls that steal I like to keep it all in until it starts to get heavy No toke of a smoke on a blunt to implode I suffer inside having no good reason to run away & hide Still I seek for a higher power relax & take a hot shower We each go through things in life amidst the given strife Sparks fly through the duration inside my brain lest I refrain I cry for the lonely hustler on the street trying to get something to eat I cry for the widow in her deep affliction I cry for the humble in every situation So I take my time to write down a list To show what I thankful for A reason by which to explore A pause to reflect on a sparkling array of blissful care I thank God everyday as I bow my knee to pray Others may claim it ought not be that way Yet who are they any way One needs a heart saturated with love love is the essence of one's inner existence Never join in the resistance Some times I cry in my dreams evil screams things that come from a world so very mean I cry for the poor in their affliction Life was never intended to be easy How you fought so hard and fierce My one truest love is gone from here A challenge to be free is a question of time My one solution is using my mind Living on the edge and it's going to my head Sitting up at night all alone in bed Following the rainbow to the sky I see a vision of you pass me by Our war were in is almost over it's so hard to believe I lost a lover

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