Never hard deciding what’s important.
Porcelain thoughts only shroud what’s dormant,
In the middle of our minds.
Light Devils are abhorring when it’s time to place your demons under torment…
Driven by a difference I insist to be my due dividends,
I’m leaving track marks all across a road most are either soon slipping in,
As fools drifting,
Into crude finishes,
Of rude episodes they’re tuned into,
For some views every little wants for a quick hit of fame…
I will never wane,
Nor steal another’s name,
For a deal I couldn’t make out,
Unless I put my soul under flames!
While buried by the Devil’s kiss…
A kiss I try my very best to avoid.
From a set of lips redder than my eyes,
Every time I got high,
As if I!
Didn’t have a choice.
Seducing my mind,
To sign a contract sealing my voice within a void!
More aphotic than his chest empty of a beating heart and any kind of Joy.
But,
By God’s grace?
I was made to be the type,
To arrive at the meeting just to let him know I am the sole writer of a story I coin!
To change and become a better man regardless of what it costs…
Devils have been feeding on our girls and boys for way too long.
Rounding up souls looking to escape a vicious circle so strong!
But,
Now I’m here.
Squaring up with an enemy I vow to stop!
In his “tracks…”
I hope he remembers how I have a different drive,
Carrying plethoras of stored shots harder than anything computerized!
When the lord chooses you to rise?
You tend to sing a different note contrasting any darkness a con-man brings into your life.
And,
“He” has no other choice,
But,
To face off with a King promising to scorch him through my burning Light…
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