"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Cupcakes,Candy bars,And,Ice cream seem innocent,Until,I raise the bar,And,Cut out anyone sugarcoating their solidarity in a melting pot,Most are simmered in… Just when you think things are sweet,They spoil when left on a shelf,Forgotten,While rotting in a Hell,Hotter than fire withheld in our pupils… Whoever's they to you!Democratic,Conservative,Independent,You choose!In the end,We all cook our food,On a... Continue Reading →
Insane,Isn't it?How our demons target us while they rest soundly in our minds.And,They come in different forms of pain,Promises and lies!Like…Neighbors that'll claim that they're there to pick you up from a fall…Lies like,Words of honor others wrought to be broken by a call!Made by their inner child while intoxicated by the alcohol!They would rather... Continue Reading →
Too open. Like each pulsating wound on a body almost stabbed to death by broken promises. Pouring out fresh blood continuously regardless of their dates of print... Too open. Like the void within a mangled souled who's yet to find a family and home. Empty of the kind of love only another can bring... Too... Continue Reading →
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