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It’s time to go hard, never ever again to be a bystander

Pushing my creativity on people harder than politicians when they pander

Emotions up, feelin stronger than Bane

Too late, pushed the button and got the venom flowing through my veins

“Oh you think darkness is your ally?”

Your in the funhouse now, with no light except the fellow fireflies

It’s too late, you done let us in

Each verse is sharpening my axe

Not paying attention to depression like Capone did to a tax

Over the counter is the only thing destroying my liver

Focused on writing over the River

Ct Fletcher with the rhymes

Pushin other poets like “Command you to grow!” With each line