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my actions should be a reminder but remember my words...
forget not that I've written mediate on all you heard
my words do flow better when the muse is aroused
content within the context are promises over vows
paraplegic to these streets with amnesia to who I greet
deaf to the fake really blind to who I meet
this was not secret, to a degree it was discrete
right guards the heart arm and hammer nail to feet
weaken from my poetry by the flame my pencil emit
put fire to the paper, capital MURDER lead poison commits.
