hard to kill even in your dreams
it's different..out of innocence
amplifies the thinking of nuisance
what I wish to be, what I ever need to be
is the source of distinct graffiti.
Feelings are as such falling apart
I'm seeking for the one pure by heart
hard to measure, hard to believe
to feel you in front of me.
There are cases..different phases
cases of scrapped attire
phases from them being inspired
living or non-living I've my own desires.
Come close and see the inside of me
I got a mind, I got a feel.
yo max u started writin rhymes accordin to size of ur new gift ....hehe hope u understud...
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