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Adaptations
We march through fire
Eye's stabbing our enimies
Manifest matter in our lives with in a speach,
We were stabbed in the heart by cupid and didnt even bleed,
They tried a shot to the head we didnt even blink, our minds are our weapons our words
Are our blades the emotion displayed on the page is The fule we crave, so transmute pain to drive and step on the gas,
So that you can look in the face of
Threat and laugh. Life hacks
and it slashes but gashes dont matter
We step pass understanding to
Stand up is not just to plant two feet but
To challenge the past and the present ask it
To fracture our flesh to adapt to the steel
Adapt to the pain adapt to adapting until
Health is rehealed rapid and death is a phrase, thats Blink like your lash when it gasp in ya face and collapses. Skeletons scatter changing time to the passing of days not a reflection of age but a reflection of brains adaptations.
Eye's stabbing our enimies
Manifest matter in our lives with in a speach,
We were stabbed in the heart by cupid and didnt even bleed,
They tried a shot to the head we didnt even blink, our minds are our weapons our words
Are our blades the emotion displayed on the page is The fule we crave, so transmute pain to drive and step on the gas,
So that you can look in the face of
Threat and laugh. Life hacks
and it slashes but gashes dont matter
We step pass understanding to
Stand up is not just to plant two feet but
To challenge the past and the present ask it
To fracture our flesh to adapt to the steel
Adapt to the pain adapt to adapting until
Health is rehealed rapid and death is a phrase, thats Blink like your lash when it gasp in ya face and collapses. Skeletons scatter changing time to the passing of days not a reflection of age but a reflection of brains adaptations.
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