Fences and Empty Notepads
I can take a blank page
And fill it with rage
Or take an empty note pad
And fill it with thoughts of my dad
I can take a vision of white
And put nothing but black in your sight
These words come from my soul and my brain
And you must understand with a rhyme I never strain
I hit the pen to the pad and the rhymes just come
And if you follow me too far, self-destruction is what you will find
All the way from the past to the present tense
Between others and me I keep a fence
So from the midnight sky to the blazing noon sun
Kyle Madison was sent here to have some fun
But if you want to come try and climb over my wall
You can come try but like the others you will fall
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