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The taste of passion fruit

It is nothing like the taste of a lime

It is nothing like the taste of slime

It is nothing like the taste of a dime

 

 

The taste of passion fruit

 

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

 

My Creator, is just you and I

In this world not fit for children

 

Is just You and I

In a world of an eye for an eye

 

My Creator, when will you lift me from this heat?

Do you really expect me to fall in love with such deceit?

 

You and I in this world of pampered souls

In this world of enchanted fools

 

You and I

For I know I don’t have to be Jesus to know what he did

And to know what they made of him…

And this ain’t a religious statement

 

I still let the wind take me and like a child I embrace the world

Only to be pushed away and be stabbed in the back with one word

 

And I continue the same

Because I know that most are just lame

With their own personal views with hearts that cannot be tamed

 

And now no one can understand

Till the day I am gone then they will go out their way

Claiming and proclaiming

 

For to know only my guardian angel

Knowing every step I take

The meaning of my creations and every decision I make

 

And you might want to caress my breast

But you might just not appreciate for they are simple

Simple as the water that drops from a leaf after the rain

Simple as passion fruit that for a child might just take away the pain…

And you, you might think I want to tamper with your flower

But I know better, I compliment but surely I would not piss in your shower

 

I don’t like being played with

And I don’t speak of you for as little as the world may seem

There are those of whom I speak that one day their mistakes would like to redeem

 

Flava Flave said: Don’t believe the hype”

but some live for the hype

not ever really knowing what lies inside the killer bee hive

or ever really being as passionate for what they strive

 

these words are not for you or they

but just for me and the ones that love convey

not for the ones that any one they obey

not for the ones that love they do not relay

some words are for the ones that one day they surely will repay

 

 

 

you say I don’t believe it

just like you don’t believe in the war but it still is happening.

And it is real.

 

 

Timoi one….5-5-06

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