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Aura of God yet walked with Satan,
from the bright lights of Vegas,
to the dark alleyways of Philly,
living off raw intution and feeling,
ain't got a chance to cash in my chips yet,
so I guess I'll keep rolling and dealing,
the dice of life, slice the mic,
in and out the game the endless grind, the endless fight,
claim this is my art, nah this is my life,
***** the charts, ***** the hype, this is predetermined
divine right,
you don't know what to do with this **** so you became a confused dike,
while I incite might into the hearts of the speechless, unknowing of our plight,
excite the souls of hopeless ghosts stuck on a one way road,
all it takes is one lucky roll, to spread faith from coast to coast,
that the King of Western Civilization is back in full form,
back on his throne. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 14 [informant] => BSteel [notes] => Mod 9 bleep word. 9/1/06 Please look at the site rules? Thank you very much. [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes ) Your Poetry Dot Com - His throne


His throne
Date: Friday, 1st September 2006 @ 07:16:20 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: BSteel
Avanalanche of insider information,
Aura of God yet walked with Satan,
from the bright lights of Vegas,
to the dark alleyways of Philly,
living off raw intution and feeling,
ain't got a chance to cash in my chips yet,
so I guess I'll keep rolling and dealing,
the dice of life, slice the mic,
in and out the game the endless grind, the endless fight,
claim this is my art, nah this is my life,
***** the charts, ***** the hype, this is predetermined
divine right,
you don't know what to do with this **** so you became a confused dike,
while I incite might into the hearts of the speechless, unknowing of our plight,
excite the souls of hopeless ghosts stuck on a one way road,
all it takes is one lucky roll, to spread faith from coast to coast,
that the King of Western Civilization is back in full form,
back on his throne.

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