Desenuts
VIBED TO: "Loretta" by WILL SMITH.
Compassion inside,
My heart’ll never go cold
You’re the life I confide to till I cease to be told
Within my age old times in the seconds I’ve lived for
I’m all that you’re worth for, I pay then I give for
My feelings comply to every value you came to
I answer your sadness when the world came to hate you
The wicked inside that once became of my own truth
I ate it inside within the grips of my own tooth
Little child of mine,
I’m the path to your peace
I’m the whispers you felt when your comfort was weak
I’m the passage to the end where the bliss is exposed to
And now that this gift that I shown has been known thru
I allow it to flow as it owns you with gladness
You cry for my time when the day you see sadness
The images you find that remind you to fear
Is meant to reinforce you till you’re feelings be clear
You sit alone in confusion,
Amongst the chill from the winds
To come of age in your growth has simply ceased to begin
It’s why my mind portrays a picture of an infant with sin
All alone consumed in grief-stricken times of seeking end
You’re the one who can know me
If your eyes can remain with
The sights that you see thru… where I know you to gain with
The times I be without you, I hold you in mind
To hold a faith in which you prosper to seek and to find
As my cradle will keep you…
To hold and protect to..
May the Father above us oversee you to bless you
Wipe the tears away child, you’re the breath from my lips
You keep my life in your grips, I keep your life in His bliss
We defeat all the sins extracting hate to the world
To have you same as my flesh.. my blood will save you in herald
I bring your vision to light, to see the way as you should…
Don’t let your cries make you blind…
You are mine..
And you’re good.
God bless you child.