Release

Release

Release the man-made temptations
Release the never-ending frustrations
Release the unbearable penetrations
That leave deep, blood drenched lacerations

Release the emotions that drain
The cheer out of the world and cause rain
So you can be happy, and lack pain
Release the emotions, that keep you locked, in shackles and chains

Release your heart and soul
Until you begin to fill you’re on a roll
And always remember to make the sacrifice, and pay the toll
Release the hard, and the work, to make sure you always reach the top of the pole

Release the death onto this tree
For its experience with death is larger than the evolution of the Bee
And let it roll, flow, and be
Because the dead will R.I.P

Release a passion the burns inside you
For you know that you’re one of the few
And make it so it will change the rotation and renew
The times that the man purposely darkened, because he was feeling blue

Release everything, trippy or troublesome, in general.

Robert Alexander Deason Peace

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