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Confinement Of The Sol
Weathering storms but tired of the rain
The physical, mental and emotional pain
H.O.V. lanes are draining my batteries
Needing to recharge cells in solitary
D.O.C. impeding journeys of mental health
Got me desiring daily to proceed in stealth
There's no wealth greater than peace of mind
In lands of have & have nots, it's hard to find
Grind as you must black jack until you bust
Push the cards you're dealt until the crust
Where rust will build unyieldingly
As your vessel rest in a cemetery
That's what he keeps telling me when I look in the mirror
When things get hazy his poetry helps me see clearer
Self healer when the river of negativity floods my thoughts
Mentally free as this fleshly entity is temporarily caught
The physical, mental and emotional pain
H.O.V. lanes are draining my batteries
Needing to recharge cells in solitary
D.O.C. impeding journeys of mental health
Got me desiring daily to proceed in stealth
There's no wealth greater than peace of mind
In lands of have & have nots, it's hard to find
Grind as you must black jack until you bust
Push the cards you're dealt until the crust
Where rust will build unyieldingly
As your vessel rest in a cemetery
That's what he keeps telling me when I look in the mirror
When things get hazy his poetry helps me see clearer
Self healer when the river of negativity floods my thoughts
Mentally free as this fleshly entity is temporarily caught
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