Monday, July 30, 2012
G.13
Imagine that, accepted as is no preconceived notions when you walkin' towards me, don't look back.. A judgmental frame is too hard to maintain, I prefer the inner half.. She has the smarts in her veins, when she barks ain't no playin', quick with it, snap snap.. Someone who loves what she does, uplifted, my drug.. Dap for dap.. May you switch up the game, let 'em know you by name, that's that.. Roses be red, violets the loyal, this art hath bled, treat you like royal.. God's gift to thee, a seekers token and joyful.. Oft-outspoken the minute she goes blue, not having to guess, we'll guzzle stress and vomit truth.. Put our cores to the test, make promises and adore our youth.. Battle each others commonality, would you bore or sight the proof..
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