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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Crayon Box Reflections


I look at my reflection and what do I see

a gyrl and a boi lookin' just like me

I bleed all the colors of the crayon box,

gotta have the bouncing power of off-road shocks.


Look into my eyes and tell me what do you see

a whole lotta good and a little devil in me

harmless and playful, naughty little cat

Bad kitty, purrin' pretty, gigglin' just like that.


 

It don't matter to me what shit ya sayin'

I'm still me, spirit's always prayin'

Cause I know he still loves all my kind

ain't no junk in his bad-ass grand design.


Guess I'm just the best of both sides

a mix of all flavors

a bouquet of rainbows

a faith that never waivers.


 

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