My Spirit - Poem by Runway Brandon
Like Dusk 2 Dawn, My spirit is bound 2 a bond
Close to untamed, A COMPMONENT with no name,
I seek perfection, I struck gold like a match, come sample
This game, get a clue for your sane But not hopless brain,
My spirit left unchecked!
I Balance with nature
I go gone 4 the win
The mile turns short
I go past HARD
Cause my untamed no name spirit can't be caged!
Not savage but a mixture,
You decide what to describe but
I prescribe 'My Spiritual' classification
For your narrow mental contemplation.
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