I’d rather speak in
Pictures
Riddles
&
Rhymes
.
.
Metaphors
You don’t care to speak
Nor see
That is me
Wrapped up in
A mystical being
.
.
So divine
.
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It can get lonely here
Luckily my mind
Is here
I’m not lost this time
Luckily my chakras
Are trying to clear
I am the only one
That can help me
See clear
This time
.
.
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I’d rather speak in
Synchronicities & signs
Then feel you
Roll your eyes
Misunderstandings
Claim you everytime
Skepticism takes the magic
From your mind
Kills the kundalini
Everytime
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I am a spirit
Always ready to roam
Can’t keep me contained
I’m out on my own
You are a spirit
Lost on the phone
Can’t keep you mundane
You’re getting so cold
.
.
Riddles
&
Rhymes
Their all sent to me
Riddles
&
Rhymes
Languages translated
To me
.
.
.
Not mine ; not yours
Glossolalia
Xenoglossy
I’ll show them to you
I’ll show them to you
I’ll show them to you
.
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Use my advice this time
Set yourself free
It doesn’t mean you’ll
Be with me
But if you set yourself free
I will be able to breath
.
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I sound so dramatic
I don’t need you
I swear
I sound so dramatic
Run your fingers
Through my hair
.
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I’d rather speak to God
Than wait around for you
I’d rather speak to God
He is making me in tune
.
.
Can you speaks tongues ?
I’d really like to see
If you speak tongues
Would it set your soul free?
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Are you strong enough
On your own
Looking down at your phone
Thinking when you call me soon
Faking , hide your tone
.
.
There is a bind here
Isn’t it clear?
A hermit draws near
While an emperor
Shows fear
Oh dear
Oh dear
Oh dear
Just a year
Just a year
Just a year
8:21 PM
8:39 PM
8/9/20
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