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Venture Into the Sky
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May 2010
let me start off by saying, you are truly breath taking,
but so is lung cancer, and for cigarettes I've never had an aching,
my life is not even close to finishing, it;s mine for the making,
even though there are less fixes, and much more breaking.
Maybe I can even feel the flow, and through this pen a rhyme will grow,
you are my Excalibur and cup of joe, I will respect what you say although,
this nothings there plan just won't flow, why waste basket us in a throw?
Neither of us seem the pro, so why not pay back all that time we owe?
Never will be thrown from my throne, even if I stand alone,
if you want to scarmble never will I postpone,
I'm the stoned that has flown,
have more than enough time left to atone,
so far I have grown,
so why groan?
Even if i venture into the unknown,
this alone stoned that has flown,
will be shown.
