Haze, the Rose named Raeen
Purple... Haze... Our Angel
Oh Angel, name so fitting. You keep spitting that fire, like that purp! Flames of truth produce, that lovely Haze. We inhale, then exhale. Feelin that high like the Holy Grail. Your lyricism gives no Reservation as we search for our souls through Dirty Gold.
We, your wolves fiend for that truth chief. So we go Back To The Woods, On a daily. The voice you carry puts us in a hazey state that we create as we relate to your debates and ever changing mind state.
For some it seals our fate, because we relate so deeply to your spirituality. You bring your wolves back to reality, no matter how harsh it may be. But you also help us to revive our beauty and give us the key to so many entities of positivity and how the world should strive to be. You give us the fuel we need to be free.
Haze...Raeen, You are a Rose that has Risen and will continue to Rise Again until you reach the clouds into the Heavenly skies.
And then, we wait again...for your genius, your art, your mind your heart, as your mouth curves to say the words we long and yearn to hear. Please know this Angel...
We are here...listening
Oh Angel, name so fitting. You keep spitting that fire, like that purp! Flames of truth produce, that lovely Haze. We inhale, then exhale. Feelin that high like the Holy Grail. Your lyricism gives no Reservation as we search for our souls through Dirty Gold.
We, your wolves fiend for that truth chief. So we go Back To The Woods, On a daily. The voice you carry puts us in a hazey state that we create as we relate to your debates and ever changing mind state.
For some it seals our fate, because we relate so deeply to your spirituality. You bring your wolves back to reality, no matter how harsh it may be. But you also help us to revive our beauty and give us the key to so many entities of positivity and how the world should strive to be. You give us the fuel we need to be free.
Haze...Raeen, You are a Rose that has Risen and will continue to Rise Again until you reach the clouds into the Heavenly skies.
And then, we wait again...for your genius, your art, your mind your heart, as your mouth curves to say the words we long and yearn to hear. Please know this Angel...
We are here...listening
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