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Chosen

Chosen

The sky fell upon soaked into my skin drowning like a ocean. Blowing like the wind.
The sky fell upon earth showdow was erased from the surface. Now I'm just the beginning.
The sky fell upon daylight glowing like a purpose. Holding hostage why do I have to be the one.
The sky fell upon reflecting make mankind more awaken. Now I am the one.
The sky fell upon showing me my true colors now I'm chosen, I have just begun.
I became aware of thyself.
I became aware of everything.
I became.
I am the one.
I am the dawn.
I have the light but I choose to fight my prophecy.
I cannot see, for I don't want to see not because I can't see.
Not that I don't believe.
I would rather bleed why would god pick me to see before he.
I didn't want to see.
Probably because I don't want know anyone but me.
I can't talk to someone without relating. I am just a prophecy running from my own mistakes. Taping into my own mistakes life have given me. How can I be made to see when I could barely see my own life. People pray for a gift but they never see their own wish. I know I am touching plenty of heart that's why instead of talking I pick to write instead of riding life. Help me Hallelujah
Help cause I'm a buddha. Mediating, I'm a soother. Fuck everyone I am shooter aming at the skies I am no killer unless you threaten my life. I say hey I say bye. I live my life through the struggles at night. The sky has fallen on me but I didn't choose this life.

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