With my arms outstretched openly awaiting this new seasons sun I embrace fresh starts even though their entangled by memories of old burns flaking hurts that reveal permanent freckles got my face looking like midnight sky’s after comets tail leaves a trail across my eyes can't wait for that first Spring breeze makes my body bend like blades of grass after morning dew sprinkles across my neck and down my ass Winters worn out it's stay got me burned out with layer after layer of past thoughts ready to dip my knees in realistic ponds skinny dipping with new eyes that promise new thangs new lives new train of thoughts new beginnings for this withered rose whose been up rooted and replanted so many times fertilized by lie after lie no matter who waters my soul still ends up being left thirsty and cold untold is my story of numerous new beginnings same book different chapter new character same attitude which moves me to reason without a doubt that new beginning your talking about is just a trim of what’s to come along with bullshit that will make the newest treat turn a trick without a lick of enthusiasm bored into spasms unwilling to refrain or restrain the lack of interest looking to start over even though my chapter never finished the conclusion never came never got to summarize the possibilities with a picture in the index instead I skipped all over the main topic got everyone questioning my logic got people all in my mix reading my this new project wondering what’s next It's just like that hit change clothes even though that same styles on a different hoe not knowing what the hype is about not feeling the same beat you're rocking out seems as if your off beat off rhythm and what not....
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