the devil babbled to me once more in a dream/
alluring extreme beliefs from one of his schemes/
an obscene routine to make me unclean/
everyone grasps how that man despise's the pure/
contaminates his poison without constructing a cure/
just ta make death that more secure/
in these dreams i've had to endure/
demons putting down much pain in my sea of debree/
he who wear's blindfold often claims he can see/
but to expose twilights doors you must first have the key/
if you accept what i say there's no doubt you agree/
that this fire burns abrupt with the touch/
much like the light that burns witha dutch/
i've became accustom to the evil an such/
so here i lay with him offering sight/
from the other side of the light/
first i have to write blood signatures for his delight/
despite this invite i question the gifts/
like never ending spits and lyrics that shifts/
mountains the way this pencil here lifts/
leaves life pondering spirits/
but is it worth living eternity deep in da pits/
just for these lyrics?
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This dream i had (keystyle poem)
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