Finding Snoopy

Hung like a festoon of flowers being admired by a beautiful flower girl's eye
I move like the wind that makes her tear dry
Combined with the formula that creates keratin for birds to fly
I steady myself and break whenever a two is rolled on a die
I don't rely on time to chime the sounds that relax the elderly in there prime
But the flow to make peoples hearts move like the fugees One Time
Knowing that I'm also strong
But at times my mind goes back and forth like a game of pong
So my hegiras are long
I sing a song of redemption
By Bob Marley
And since Charlie Brown only airs on thanksgiving
Imma chill with snoopy
Imma juss chill with snoopy

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An ending to the middle of Her poem...

Death becomes risen
Headphones allow you to listen to written prayers
But my soul is never forgiven
Salvation can never be salvaged
My body dies when gun shells fall and form the statement that i have been savaged
Nails hold my mind like penance
But pain doesn't fuel me
Happiness doesn't either
Fallen leaves wither beneath the blankets of darkness
Carcass gun shells hold tears of fear itself
Maybe heartbroken keys can sing melodies of 88 frequencies to my soul
My ink runs like rivers through black holes to form words that reach each of your souls
This is why i am unwhole
If you can understand these words i have just spoke
Please don't sympathize
Just realize that some people find it harder to cope.....