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11-07-2014, 05:39 PM
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The Clown Prince
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I scrap a page from my theories and dispose of an idea I had
does it compete with the grasp that came complete in my hand I watch it, seeing it rise til' it explodes creating the sweetest surprise I'm not believing my eyes, you rode with it til' it leaked in my thighs from the screams of delight, I see now my very meaning in life I penetrate the deepest of minds searching for a "Eden" of mine sacred territories, those that are too beautiful to openly expose "Hope" closely composed to the melodies and the emotions we hold with your voice controlling these notes until your siren's song potency grows.. I openly show a love for you when you are here holding me close whispering your poetry, prose that has become globally known... at least in my eyes, I drift off to each stroke of your finger tips this lust that I linger with, puts me in a dream I'd never think to quit this desire burning deep, so deep its harder to thoroughly extinguish it I know the moment is here, the time is now...what am I rhyming about? common conceptions bout a love, my feelings bout what the Open Mic's about
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