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art

 
the shady day was envious of my vision
with a stillness I quicken the memories
counting my dreams

I envision a future full and rich
tedious day don't bring me down
this is the moment I rise
fickle fate can't stop me
intuition tells me to make art you have to have passion

I burn just under the surface
with a need to create
so fierce a desire I hurt

premonitions tell me I'm a mouth piece
speaking the universal ache
a con artist no, the genuine article
taking the pulse of the streets
they got something to say too

are you listening?

poverty produces kings
with a hunger for success you can't mess with
build the biggest walls pain will knock it down

need exceeds greed
stock piling the future

when it's ours




Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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