I got rhymes,
beating and flowing on through my chest.
Speeding out my mouth,
like lightning,
on to my vest.
Yesh!
Is what they would say when i am though.
But never,
a "no" from their breath,
they will not find you.
Flash!
Soaring up higher
into the sky
Fast!
Speeding like bullets,
like super fly.
A space ship,
acending to space,
ooo baby how high
Infinti!
Will never be ending until i die.
by daminami
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