Adjustment Period

Frozen Stiff My sensitivity is unjust Crouching Tiger I am hidden within the atmosphere because Of fear The lack of I trust none Too bad lifes hard I pray the day is made For Christ Sakes My fear will be countered not by my right hand man but my right guard I play to win But in lyfe You get one strike And hopefully this match plays the right card

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Revised Revisited Rejuvenate React Retract Boarded space Renounce Reaffirm Represent Reelect Reject Common sense Be aware of the movements beyond our own Revolution

Blessing in disguise

Happiness in its millisecond Thoughts are endless Mind trembles Alone is now together Together rollin bedside, upside, and alwaysby my side Feelings I won't hide Body lauguage became more outspoken Long nights & deep caressing I appreciate your being Now LET'S GO TO OUR BLISSFUL PLACE William K. Butler

Soul Fright

Contact is only attainable ina small degree Your face fades Appears your shadow with a voice Only to spoke for you Not to you I about face My touch In addition to the feeling Is left with you Lingering cuz you chose to hold on When I clearly was not visible but only as far as your imagination extended This is what they call a pretend friendshpp Bend over-side backwards to see only a flip My love isn't for rent I give my all for you to take Anything else Your diggin too far in the basket for a risk William k. Butler

Intertwine spirits

Sour patch To a simple snack crackle& pop My heart beats drum Concurrent wit the drift of my heart Speak to me Let our spirits reach the mountain peaks Resume Back in action Put aside the side of discreetion All for one & One for all But this one won't be a subconcious decision We did, both-vow to complete the mission

Where did you go

Get up Get up Get up Outta my way Tryn running a marathon No shorty stuck to my John-Jay Big moves saved for last, take the pawn I'm the game thriller Play maker Believe in matters force Game over Feelings gone to Nova scotia Where were you then Why are you here now Now that I called You forced entry Reside by my side That's a memory.

Human Hurrican

Brain storm For it is a cloudy upon us My shallowness is the roar that sink to concur us Where art-thow spirit, soul The meaning to survive Forth going progress for the future Major theatrical threats are nothing but minisule objects CAN I OBJECT This mangling feeling causes upset I can't stand in the boots my feet stand up in My cries, barely heard For I am the cause of past and more importantly, Current doings My cries have no limit The river will. Be damned as long I am living. William K. Butler