Ace Of Black Hearts
Off My Feet - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Getting off my feet. Dancing to a damn good beat. Here I am again. This time no one but me will win. An it feel sweet. No more preaching cause I'm better then you in every way and thing you do. Arrogance isn't so wrong if it's true. Getting off of my feet. No more being so poor every day of the week. A existence so bleak. Not happening. A higher education. A empowering revelation. Feeling god looking over your shoulder and knowing you he's smiling. Happiness is a disease i have and must share. Dilute the indifference and make it eventually disappear. Getting off my feet. I found a place I belong and its so neat. I beat back all defeat. All the fear is gone. The number one enemies are on the run. Its a full blown retreat. Leaving a cataclysmic trail of deciet. Getting off my feet. Quite a feat. Obstacles every way i turn. Still its was something I had to earn. Working hard for nothing. Is like living in the forever kind of abyss. Its certainly something I won't miss. With a goodbye this subject shall die.
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