Why
Why do I keep spinning these rhymes like woven linoleum lines
I
I just love to the limp with my rhymes in covert opium mines
Why
Why do I keep running in fields ablaze with bullets and shields
I
I'm just hiding a man of my pace for peace in white fields of wheat these days
Trying to find a way
Out of societies gray
Skies that rise when we pray
And cover the road to blissful flicks
Why
Why do I keep changing my chimes keep chewing challenges for my
Life
It's not something I'd rather light like fireflies slicing heights
It's just
Part of my own grim fate?
Or maybe it's part of theirs
Whatever, it keeps me up late
But I know, that, someday I'll have to face my fears
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