unbearable the thought of,
disturbing in minds eye view
of the end of the fast slow fast time
here and in the air for my mind
i'm focused yet troubled
not afraid
but bad thoughts are doubled
leaving others behind
I look onward to see my brohem
waiting for me
with that really good good
hopefully
i was there then
long hair don't care
then i grew cut the locks
but still put the most bogies in the air
but no worries as i climb these stairs...
my await my new lair
sighing cuz i like to...
but walk with me,
you read this one what else you got to do?
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