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Alex Deloney

Alex Deloney

Darkness

Darkness and light
Fight for my days
Yet the darkness is the
Shadow that stays
Not evil, not depression
Envy is my black
Shoot me in the brain
Let my overdose on crack
My life was stuck
And all out of whack
 
Death is something that
Most are afraid
If I could die now
My life would be made

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Mountain

If you hate me the most.... My love is as big as a mountain...… If I hate you the most... My love is as big as a mountain...…
Paper and Pens

I think outside the box Because I’m off the equinox I can walk and talk But I’m not a paradox Because I got the lock
Tender Expressions

It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions
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My Bed Body

My bed makes my body ache And this cannot last. I made a huge mistake Thinking of the past. Swimming in a frozen lake,
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But What We

But what we share Is golden like the endless sun Not knowing laughing and having fu… As we run To the lands unknown
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Rain

My finger dance over the page As my soul goes into my feet Her smile is like candy Oh so so sweet My friends tell me the truth
Into Ambition

I’m in a spiral into ambition And nothing is viral Unless the condition Dances awhile And has a mission
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Outside The Line

I like her But she likes him I see thier eyes And thier grins Will she share
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Sniff, Drip, Sip

Sniff Sniff I’m really high Sniff Sniff Just to get by Drip Drip
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The Kill

Fill your days with Productivity. Challenge your thoughts Through activities. It leads to spouts
Small Ways

Sometimes we just have to leap Eyes closed Over a river so deep When we erase our thoughts Inside our minds
Sound

The grass is green and overgrown The sound machine is Out of tone It’s hard in this world Alone
They Have Theirs

I feel it everywhere But yet I only care How I’m getting there That’s mine and They have theirs
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I.M.A

My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
Skin

What is skin? Does it hold the soul in? So we can be forgiven? Yeah, race doesn’t matter. Oh it does?!



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