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Quiet Slowly
As I was told to tread slowly
So step to this one more beat quiet slowly
Even with how this deep obscene sins compelled me
I'm still racing and pacing in my mind I looked worried
I burrowed with my heart and soul while I lay on my back in a surrounding
It only made sense why my loads are so heavy All those forbidden things are my hobbies
I might've reached the very top in forbes
But all I can do is mourn in glory
I just find myself far away from the realm of the word holy..
Wondering how much longer is my journey
Remember I was told to tread slowly
Help me show me the way
My debts able, let me pay
Let me go free
Let me go astray..
In all my findings no tidings to console me
The surface I walk on is too sloppy
If I ever try to speak, I'll sound slurry
I've to wander around with my sight all but blurry
My worn and burned out feet are so bloody
Inside of me I've this persistent emboli
Trying so hard to find out who the hell is my true homie
To gist or chat there's no need
So when I walk kindly get out of the way and let me pass you don't know me..
Buckle your shoes, step to this one more beat quiet slowly
Never ask me what's my plan b
Just sit back and hear my story
I don't have to sound like Bon Jovi
Only step on this beat quiet slowly
So step to this one more beat quiet slowly
Even with how this deep obscene sins compelled me
I'm still racing and pacing in my mind I looked worried
I burrowed with my heart and soul while I lay on my back in a surrounding
It only made sense why my loads are so heavy All those forbidden things are my hobbies
I might've reached the very top in forbes
But all I can do is mourn in glory
I just find myself far away from the realm of the word holy..
Wondering how much longer is my journey
Remember I was told to tread slowly
Help me show me the way
My debts able, let me pay
Let me go free
Let me go astray..
In all my findings no tidings to console me
The surface I walk on is too sloppy
If I ever try to speak, I'll sound slurry
I've to wander around with my sight all but blurry
My worn and burned out feet are so bloody
Inside of me I've this persistent emboli
Trying so hard to find out who the hell is my true homie
To gist or chat there's no need
So when I walk kindly get out of the way and let me pass you don't know me..
Buckle your shoes, step to this one more beat quiet slowly
Never ask me what's my plan b
Just sit back and hear my story
I don't have to sound like Bon Jovi
Only step on this beat quiet slowly
Published 5th Jun 2024
| Edited 17th Nov 2024
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5th Jun 2024 10:30pm
5th Jun 2024 10:41pm
27th Jun 2024 6:14pm
Nice rhythm sounded quite astute you should have kept writing it was going well.
9th Jul 2024 7:02am
Agreed ! Even during the writing process, I thought I should keep writing as well.. Thanks Duice for stopping by and most especially for your kind suggestion
20th Jan 2025 10:01pm
You expressed in the most eloquent way. I enjoyed the imagery as I could visualize every word. Great job!
21st Jan 2025 10:30am
