Craig Moses Uche

Let's grow up together
Let's eat berries
And dream of fairies
Also, let's dance with them in the summer
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At this flimsy arcade
The sky lost it's barricades
As battle cries assumed a mist
Yet to go with you I must insist
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I got your letters
Though written with thoughts
Than the quills of feathers
Yet my heart understood it's thought
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The dividends
Of the modern culture
A farmer of words
Turning art into agriculture
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Close thy eyes and be my ship of dreams
And we would sail across atlantis
Down to all of imaginations tales
We would sail beyond world's end
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Thou art my morning dew
That makes everything new
My soguard clarity
That frail away my rigidity
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I'm staggering in the mist
Of two opinions
The first assumes a mist
The other seeks a pious union
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Trying to make you a silhouette
But my imaginations struck earth
As even the light in your eyes
Makes an enigma assume a price
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Thou wrestled against strife
And won with your sling of surrender
You are the love of my life
And to you my life I render
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When I ran the Mediterranean desert
Burns were my only excerpt
The stare of the sun
Did put my heart on the run
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When I ran the Mediterranean desert
Burns were my only excerpt
The stare of the sun
Did put my heart on the run
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Why steal when we can deal
For the bill for steal is real
Why cut off ahead
When we can make a rear?
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Trying to draw your pic
But it makes me sick
That this pencil cannot describe
The rhythm of thy vibe
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The man beside me encaps many ways
His dreams crushed by many sways
Of his two wheels he loses one talent
At the corridors of GOD's decent
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Memories comes and rings like bells
Rage hides our tears
And tears comes again in time
Of need and neglect
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I am a light vessel when filled
Takes the shape of its content
My direction is determined by the flow of the wind
I feel all its rigour
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The man beside me is a man of many tales
He is sober yet griefed, sorrowful yet tarnished
Of his two wheels, he looses one talent
For this he breaths words
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Lay back and see yourself saw
Through the hour glass
Imaginations are let loose
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Defiance
Of the heart
That leads me from this torrid path
Against all of life's science
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Sterile is the sound of love
Without the sonnet of the poet
Even lovers would never do the duet
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