"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Blowing steam,To iron out some things.To flatten out the creases in my mind before I blink,On a stage!Where I present my pain,With a smile I have to force until it feels real on a face I barely want to see… More of my muscles are in use the more I glower,Like an owl,Perched on the... Continue Reading →
When I think of her,I think of doves flying freely while painting its own aurora borealis in the sky.I think of an Amazonian Princess who trots down her forest,Flushed underneath sparkling rain drops forming a wet silhouette of light on our soil.I think of many things.But,What I care for the most is that you're in... Continue Reading →
Writing's what I do. I'm used to filling up a room, With a silly rhythm you'd, Normally wouldn't hear often. Most say I'm off in a mind painting panoramic vibes, On a stage where real events are plotted. Like, Hoping you would smile as I admit my nonsense. Innocent? I'm not! This, Is just my... Continue Reading →
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