"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Family wouldn't make it a point to remind you how no one cares for your existence.Family would never cross lines you've set in sand to thwart off all kinds of maliciousness.Family would sooth your battle scars after every hit and miss,Regardless if you're wrong or right in whatever position you're in.So…Where was mine as my... Continue Reading →
Cold Like,The winds of a broken home,Destroyed by tornadoes of trauma unworthy of excuses.Humanity stained by the blood of youth as a tradeoff for cigarettes and booze so,So illusive.So much cannabis to choose from,Yet,All come with an inevitable fall when you’re too “lit,”As you watch the ashes of your dreams sprinkle on a grave dug... Continue Reading →
Look at him. Smooth, Cool. Mouth full of cigarettes... Look at him. Holding his daughter's hand, Face full of smoke, Sprinkled in ash... Look at him. Smiling while styling, Profiling. And buying in the thousands! Many, Many, Many packs for all the stress that's piling, On his shoulders... But, What about his daughter? Coughing from... Continue Reading →
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