I'm a beast now it's time to feast
like a king with diamond rings
I'm the next big thing
No stopping my plans
Here i come again
Like the monster in your dreams
I crave your screams.
never gonna stop
Until I am back on top
As I'm about to drop
Metaphoric bombs
Believe it or not
Life's worth living
As I might have forgot
From time to time
As I clear my mind
And forgive myself
For past transgressions and crimes
That held me back all, this time
I look at the beauty in the small things
that lay with in. That help me smile
Again be it freedom to watch
The Birds and the bees fly by
Or to confess your love
Even if you feel rejected
Or Denied but don't quit
don't run don't hide
Over time love will arrive
Until then it's your
Time to shine.
Let the beast out
Roar and shout
Nothing can stop me now
About the Creator
Nicholas Cowderoy
Hi my name is Nick I'am an entrepreneur an always thinking up business ideas for lititle cost that will produce income I am also a huge fan of film so I will also review movies to save you time an money an why not some poetry aswell
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