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Echoes in the Concrete by Sajjad

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Echoes in the Concrete

Hip Hop

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I’m a ghost in alleyways, chasing dawns through a smokey maze, Heart beats sync with subway trains, echoes clash like acid rains, Every scar’s a story frame, painted in the pulse beneath the pain,
Silent wars beneath my skin, where hope and fear both used to spin, I’d wrestle ghosts that never win, but still I’d lace my soul with grin.
I’m the whisper in the thunder, the spark that breaks the plunder, Rising from the cracks that sunder, I’m the echo, I’m the wonder.
Break the silence, break the mold, stories raw, untold, unfold, In this concrete jungle cold, I’m the fire that won’t grow old.
Mirrors cracked with truth and lies, reflections caught in midnight skies, I wear my doubts like battle cries, but they feel the flame that never dies,
Ink bleeds from my fingertips, crafting verses, apocalypse, In every line, a sinking ship, but I’m the captain, steady grip.
Silent wars beneath my skin, where hope and fear both used to spin, I’d wrestle ghosts that never win, but still I’d lace my soul with grin.
I’m the whisper in the thunder, the spark that breaks the plunder, Rising from the cracks that sunder, I’m the echo, I’m the wonder.
Break the silence, break the mold, stories raw, untold, unfold, In this concrete jungle cold, I’m the fire that won’t grow old.
Vulnerability sublate, shot but needed to invade, The fortress where my fears have stayed, now breaking free, no longer swayed,
Between the lines, my heart confesses, battles fought in silent wresses, Not just strength, but tenderness, the art of pain and its caresses.
I’m the whisper in the thunder, the spark that breaks the plunder, Rising from the cracks that sunder, I’m the echo, I’m the wonder.
Break the silence, break the mold, stories raw, untold, unfold, In this concrete jungle cold, I’m the fire that won’t grow old.
So here's my soul in every verse, a universe inside this hearse, Life's a cipher, blessings curse, I rise, I fall, I break, I burst.