Eternal Poetry (Rap)

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Now I've written so much that poetry's become second-nature to me

At first the rhymes, the flows, they were so wonderful to hear and to see

Now its a bit like talking, but in a structure to be put into

I know I've still got it too, and the talent shall never leave till I change who I am too

And I won't let that happen, this curious art has made me last

And from my darkness into a comfortable haven

The cold night doesn't give comfort, but these words come from heaven

That's what 2pac told me, someday I'll write something new don't know when

But then there are few who even try to keep the message alive, when

The trend of brainwashing has gained over mindfulness, what to do then

Another something I wrote, I hit publish and send

I hope my words reach the place they deserve some day, for I'll keep striving till the end.