In Sin
• Written by RapConcept
I sit in the darkness, sparkless but rich.
Like an artist selling their craft on the market for fish.
Switch up the target, the darkest gift.
Hit the sharpest pitch, swift garbage like a bargain bin.
In the garden, sharpen the pin.
Pull apart the art like flower in a spin.
Full power, my heart's in sin.
Doing this like a fart in the wind.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015