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letra de loose thoughts 2 - acarcion

[verse 1]
sitting in pools of thoughts
replicating itself, like mirror pool drops
hit my forehead in a warring crescendo
that leads to something i don’t wanna know
i think of it though, it’s all thats in my thoughts
the hidden ravines, hidden in pages of
words leaking like a sieve
awounded fever dream of obtuse religion
flogging me to action, or re-activating instinctual reactions
fight or flight? flight or fight?
fight this fight, fly into the night
i just might, i just might

[verse 2:]
might bellies, right
but, might isn’t measured by strength in a fight
but rather, the delight of a strength locked in tight
superior position, of which i’ll never be respected
the intent of my words have always been twisted
the results of my actions have always been different
then what i imagined i stare in the future
looking for some satisfaction
the eureka moment for when my type of life is in fashion
but that’s just military rations designed to keep me in action
like a spring collection, it will be thrown away a fortnight before may
but just maybe, just possibly
something can go the way i daydream the day away
to ’til its way past noon and the evening looks upon the furthering dunes
the desert that is a proper impression
of my failing prosperous lessons, in who to trust
in why to l-st, and how i clutch
a childhood tightly til’ i rust away
and whats left is old machinery
’cause my body has given up before my mind had a chance

[verse 3:]
i wish someone would give me a chance
not take myself at a glance
-ssume the words i rant
the perceived way my mind must be slant
the type of way i chant
that type of people i chat
the type of life that i must want
and flaunt
the way i’ll look like when my eyes areclosed
and the curtains rose
then they’ll know they misread the prose
but the chance has left them, though
they coulda’ gotten the know the friend behind the rows of -ssumptions
plenty have given me something
have helped me keep power this rumbling
frustration, then let it calm me down
let me slow on down
give me the jolt needed to cauterize old wounds
breathe in deep ’til it’s truly my doom
then -ssure me, by my hand, it’s not going to come soon
and that, i plan to prove

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