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IJesusChrist

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Riding the bus I started to rhyme...

I was biding my time when my eyes lazed the sky,
The horizon was there,
In full view,
The mindset scarce,
But something new.

Take my thoughts,
I'll speak them true,
You may not agree,
But I place them through.

My thoughts aren't always bliss,
My love; not always a kiss,
But life is of waves,
Stirring the brave.

I don't mean to scare,
I don't mean to bend.
I try to show,
I try to mend.

Lift your eyes to the skyline,
Let the leaves,
Flicker in time,
Drop off the cycles,
And take a listen to mine.

I speak from the pure,
Trying to find the cure.
Wishing to be the doctor,
Most of us are mocked for.

Using the empath,
subduing other's wrath,
We sit to the sky,
And let the time and leaves fly.

The colors change,
Our thoughts re-arrange,
And now I listen,
As your perceptions glisten.

We've traded our views,
Explained our dues,
The life once seperate,
Now connected anew.

Across the sky,
The falling rocks,
Wishful thinking,
Never blinking.

they are all seperate, but someone connected. I didn't write any of it down and that was 2 days ago, so this is all bs
 
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