A Maze In Me I remember the days when I took to heart what people thought I was trapped in a maze then Now I'm amazing Sticks and stones Can hurt your bones The in zones are meant for thrones So naysayers aren't phasing I talk slicker than a pimp walk With more heart than a rock holding off the beating of the wave down at a boardwalk. As I fly higher than a hawk, I'm ignoring the cooing of my common counterpart. By writing the angles and demon left in my art. I knew it from the start, My soul Will never be torn apart. -Cruz
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