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Just me
Maybe that’s why turtles come to shore to see me perform I complement my words not my human form It shocks me when females tell me I’m the type of guy their looking for I was raised with independence Chastised through the fire of forgiveness Then baptized by the devil’s fallen minion that rose up and became one of God’s Lethal weapons Now I write, again and again Becoming more intertwined with my rhymes When I write I am a living prodigy only the worthy can sit eye to eye with me I feel more powerful then the Greek gods in thee odyssey The more I write it’s like the pen I use helps me manifest my words theologically As I fill up my space on this page I’m a different man when I write with the pen Like drama is no threat to me We no longer see eye to eye It’s no longer kin to me I can’t speak for everybody but that’s just me
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