FAIRY TALES ARE FOR CHILDREN WITH FOLKLORE IDEALS,
WHEN EVER I RECITE MY SOLILOQUIES I'M TRULY GIVING HIM SOMETHING HE CAN ACTUALLY FEEL...
TIME OFTEN STANDS STILL THE MOMENT MY INK BEGINS TO BLEED,
SENDING CRITICAL S.O.S. SIGNALS BETWEEN THE LINES OF EACH READ....
TOO IDOLIZE SOMETHING YOU TRULY HAVE TO BELIEVE IN IT'S NATURAL BORN POWERS,
SO HOW DEEP IS THAT WHEN WATCHING THE SAND FILTER THROUGH THE GLASS EVERY HOUR OF THE HOUR...
HANGING ON HIS EVERY MOMENT AS WELL AS EVERY WORD,
MEN DON'T BECOME KINGS UNLESS THE QUEEN SHOWS HIM EXACTLY WHAT HE'S WORTH...
SCIENTIFIC FACTS BECAUSE NO OTHER ANALOGY CAN POSSIBLY EXIST,
YOU CAN TEACH HIM HOW TO HOLD A REIGN BUT WE KNOW IT'S REAL LEVELS TO THIS SHIT...
I ONCE SAW MY TRUE KING CRAWL OUTTA MY DREAMS WHILE MY EYES STOOD THERE WIDE OPEN,
EVEN THE LOYALTY I HONORED HIM WITH WASN'T ENOUGH AND I CLUTCHED IT HARDER THAN THE LOCKET I WAS BORN HOLDING...
TEARS OF THE SUN CAN BE FOUND IN A LONG HARD RAIN,
ONLY FEAR I EVER WILL KNOW IS WONDERING WILL HE EVEN REMEMBER MY FIRST & LAST NAME...
STILL THE INK THAT SPILLS FROM MY HEART WOULD NEVER DISRESPECT THE PAGES THAT I SO WHOLEHEARTEDLY LOVE,
I CAN ONLY GLORIFY IT'S BRILLIANCE WHILE HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF LIKE IT ALWAYS DOES....
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