(Found from some time in '09)
Time for time
I'll barter this rhyme
For another dime bag of your wicked mind
Drop it like its heavy
Solidified and steady
Like your words are a vehicle
Headed straight for my soul
Flow like this can never be mastered
Only explored over and over again
Defense is a mechanism
Words echo & protect
Respect is earned not given
Shriven egos give rise to soul
Attempt to control often leads to chaos
Relax & let it flow
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