Lay back on the beach of majesty
tasting like 50 proof
stilled with no proof
of the angels who grace the sky
with Gods eyes
taken for a foul in you
is nothing but two
I Love You
or three
depends on how you see
the mist
that surrounds my light
with shadows of a fight
for more gods than mods
on a grease junkies car parts
are scattered on my scars
left on me from the tare
melting in my lungs
from the one who knows none
will be I
outside of me
for the time being
I will be the sea
to catch the whale in me
no longer falling for stories
told of past fears and past tears
they are for me
for I'm for you before you know what to do
come thru
you might see the night in you
no one is through
with life, if you are reading this
you are my mist
quenching my thirst for the first
time in about ten years
eating my features
and teaching teachers
that we are gone
and may stay that way
'till everyone begins to pay
you up for a trade
all I got is my life
what's your price
for this piece of Christ
that stands up so nice
you want to fade
in My Way
too odd for some that pray
prey on my likes
finding out I'm all
two
of our lives crossed with what you saw
now I'm trying to call
an airstrike
so I can get to sleep tonight
let me dream big tonight
find I AM from the night
before you can pass a laugh this way
to the lady's
who trying to make babies
have you seen me lately
I've been makin' plenty
of these mini coupes
looking like loops
to fly my rocket ship through
all I say in my face
can't get rid of this taste
It seemed so fake
but any way
we are all fake these days
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