No
• Written by RapConcept
No Hope to find.
No cope to unwind the scope I find.
Tell her, minds afloat like a kaleidoscope, dividing choke.
On my rhyme, a woke.
On my spine, a joke.
On my climb a sign broke like a divine poke to the Nine.
But I awoke.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015