Final Show

by Ramon The SunStone Haupt   Nov 17, 2019


you wana fight, dont coward

like a flower,

eating a sweet til its sour,

clinch to heaven in your only hour,

yes when angels cry their tears shower,

people cannot maintain their own form of power,

smoking up til you cannot feel your downer,

trying to establish or are you a founder.

so be wise of what you do til softer

otherwise your life will distort til its no longer louder.

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