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The Arrowcreative in his own sense he developed over time. bass filled beats attached to lyrical rhymes.The Arrow
he was a young boy, a not so young boy, barely 17. but his mind was grown.
he had that power, that special zing. he kept his head on high and he went through and he did his thing.
he flowed over the smoothest rivers of life, hard like ice. but always ready to crack. that boy, he ain\'t a quitter though he may not be a winner, maybe one day he will get there. he makes me proud.
talented and ambitious, th
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Over The RoadTo wander for days, and die alone the sweet and serene death of honey lips and sugar kisses. Searching for the sunsets deep reds and purple shades; behind locked doors of colored stone. The likeness only rivaled by that of the sea. To dream of days not conquered, and to live again conquests not won... is such a tragedy of heart and soul, that the battle for body and mind has not begun. With only the clothes on his back, and the wind to carry him... he would glide over hills and through dark valleys. To reveal the warmth of shaded trees and cool moutain passes. Buried deep within the granite rock that piles high as the eye can see, what a gentOver The Road
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NightingaleNightingale won\'t you come back home to me now come away with me step into my sea ride our waves soft and blue gentle and teal. fragile as a leaf in autumn just fall across the ground without a sound.Nightingale
the nearness of you holds me to your grasp. the closeness of you Oh, my darling to be close to you...
all my life was a dream until i found you. you made everything real, you made dreaming come true. i\'m just sitting here waiting for you. sing us a song, of a love that once belonged. sing me a song,
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i only wantedblue lights keep dancing, Faces entrancing. pouring out tears of gold. Lace eyes, and ruby lips. find your shade among the mass. Here purple dwells, along ancient cells. cages of rusted silk. Time has decayed here, memories stay here. Placid through silent trees. Glassy skies, where love dies. Faith wanes and disapears. Marble grass, the feelings pass. Days are long and warm. Doesn\'t it ever stay, must it always fade away. Couldn\'t it ever be, something tangible and real. Once more into the wind, the amber scati only wanted
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