I sit and ponder
will harvest be bountiful as my seeds wander
enemy voices getting on nerves
I hope the Chron works
if it doesn't satisfy
I'll be humming thatta guy
at least I did my best and didnt tattle-lie
pistol pointed down at the dead not at the sky
I'm like Pac not crying, still asking why
passion dies
smashing wives
clashing knives
mask if wise
iron man
I'm tired man
©aceito
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