Cards[Poem]

Play the right cards and your might not end up in a homeless shelter.
Sheltering your innocents. Your innocents is an intercom to your mind.
Your mind is the leader of a shell.
A shell that is you and your mind is an hollow abyss your floating into nothing ness and your never going to stay grounded because the ground is so out dated that even the rappers can't stay on their feet.

Because they're so high. So high that the sky is turning black and and the clouds are turning into bright white lights. Like the light that hit their face when they spit their ill rhymes. Raise your alcohol filled glass and put the rime to your mouth let the sweet ness go though your innocent lips and wash no-drink your troubles into that nothingness abyss that surrounds your soul in this life and in that after life.

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