To create Havoc
Perhaps a rip in reality
Are these emotions mine?
They feel like they are mine
They want to be mine
Being stuck on a dime and it's time to rhyme and will it be in time.
Reckon it's right
Back right at the emotions
Don't let them conquer your heart
This alien source beyond comprehension
A skill to feel to rhythm
To flow to the way
Where you feel peace of mind
This is where you find that the illusion is not beyond reach
Is that possible?
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