Shuffling through times
on hard driven minds
releasing the pain
through written words
no concerns
just inner works
rather then expressing with uses of aggression
no longer suppressing
saying fuck you
to those who have truly neglected
this God given presence
no room for remembrance
standing the tough times
only moves of progression,
moved forward
only looked back for means of reflection,
rear view looking only to see just how far
I have driven,
all terrain tires
never new all the treads
until the roads were invented
had done been played and delivered,
a car load without God I had been really riding alone.
-AggressiveExposure-
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