SCRAPS #032: FUSCHIA

Didn't think I knew that

Thought it was true but

Closing of the doors

Before I even knew what

I'm painting my future

The color of fuchsia

If I don't see tomorrow

I have seen right through it

Farmer in the mortadella

Dead computer muerte delle

Farther stretches mozzarella

She's my dairy Cinderella

I'm not doing oh so wella

It's not showing can't you tella

Twilight sparkle like a pavlov

Ringing my bella bella

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I don't need much

You're all I really need

Freaky that dutch

Blame it on the weed

Brady the bunch

Playing pot of greed

Call it a hunch

Ride on a noble steed

Hi ho silver awayyy

We all got to stayyy

Oh don't go awayyy

I got a lot to sayyyy

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Feeling or thinking

Pull my reigns I'm sinking

Please clean up your mess

I fear it is stinking

I'm cleaning my closet

What my minds been caught in

Clear fears and thoughts that

I have locked up and bought in

It's time now to step up

The coffee fills my cup

Taking a sip by the

Drip for that good luck

Let us make those big bucks

Touring with our big trucks

Cruising around downtown

Not locked up that's what's up

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As I despise to comprise

With all that wants to stay inside

The clock is set this is my time

Beside the self so start to unwind

Out of the dark go towards the light

For all of those who run and hide

Inside my soul I stroll to find

I am the sun that rose to shine

The only way I know to help

My other brothers upon that shelf

I am not rich but I got wealth

Divides the insides feels like hell

Decide the divine is in thyself

To save them all I save myself

So here it is it's what I have felt

I am breaking chains that I have held

So do you have the audacity

To poke fun at our tragedy

Said you did what had to be

Done you won turn back to me

Eyes for fun that's mamad to me

Dried my ducts it's sad to see

Bring my peace to calamity

This egocentricity my truth authenticity

Swirl a world psychologically

No longer be anonymously

Went astray couldn't see

Death always come for me

For us comfort possibility

Standing tall breaking free

Of all home-made anxiety