Before I knew the game, my claim was defeate.
I never took the time to feel my own heartbeat.
I only saw the road, never knew my own two feet.
So they gave me a throne, but I never took a seat.
You only get one chance to be One Of A Kind.
But decisions can be hard, when your lost in your mind.
So I write a couple lines, then I bleed a few more.
Hoping in the end maybe it'll open a door.
Maybe in this lifetime, I'm too ambiguous.
This is it, isn't it though? Whatcha insist?
Dreaming on a silk cloud, for a miracle storm.
Tossed my fears to a zepher and ideas were born.
I sit and spiral downwards, in this town I dwell.
"I saw the ring on Saturn", barks a hound of Hell.
Joy, peace and love and that which is not.
Spiderwebbed are my thoughts, drifting too far off.
Redemption for the killer living in my mind.
I was born from the mold, called One Of A Kind.
©cheetah
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