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Peace, Love, Unity
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"The Storm" OSB and Drakel
IP:
OSB = Purple
Drakel = Blue
Witness a mastermind... and a relic's mixture,
Drakel and OSB... always dispersing angelic scriptures...
Skies begin to swell up, thundering commotions,
Heavens crying down with purifying emotions,
Mother nature still cares, a suprizing devotion,
But better head inside, cause theres a storm in motion...
open my dome, it isnt a bother, so come take a peek in my zone
this is home, here, unique is grown, watered with techniques unknown
sprouting harmonic flowers, showering blessings to exposed eyes
outing any chronic cowards attack, empowering closed minds
and suppose i, just for a moment, with-hold lies and froze time
show why i grow alive everytime i write and compose rhymes
i solely climb, and slowely find out the base of my style
all the while my happiness compiles from other faces with smiles
just a glimpse, clenched fists, your thoughts re-trace life's file
one pitch and ya see it, music's warm embrace lifts spirits from the pile
but admist the vile hostiles, i'll spit truth with words that inspire
to write fire for the youth, you're sure to see its my preferred desire
it wont expire, sending satisfaction even to those who dont admire
your reaction will grow with my flow cause the winds here only blow higher
so come and reside, inside my world, entry is free, no required attire
collide with my eyes and agree i provide any skill you've tried to aquire
i know im not perfect, but every new stride i glide closer to the light
connect with the tide, taking notes while listening to the ocean recite
Storm approaching blowing leaves...
Absorb the ocean's flowing breeze...
Towards the slowly growing trees...
Roared the motion of the seas...
Broadening horizons because as times passes passion fades,
Drawing suprising images lyrically with an everlasting page,
Following the skie's clouds hoping to unmask the rays,
And bottle its spry movements before its unbasked and grey,
Following cries to a man whos denied his statures great,
Swallowing dry, walking along with a poets everlasting rage,
Not bothering sly actors whos only goal is to pass the trade,
Just continue splashing accuracy passionately like crashing waves,
Choosing to light my path before ever it goes black and strays
Moving the sight to uncloud my vision without lack in faith,
Proving I'm right, obscure brightness isn't a viewable light,
Like sun off a glacier, moving sluggishly but a beautiful site,
Poetic genius writing sentences as well as leading the movement,
I'm not concieted... Every single line I'm seeing improvement,
Needing to prove it? Our creation is causing the ground shaking,
Tectonic plates cracking, snapping, collapsing the foundation,
Ground breaking lyrical wizardry, rain has fell from skies,
Literally... The storm is approaching..... Drakel and I...
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