"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
You can push me,Kick me,Stab me,Shoot me,But,I'll still stand up as long as I have an ounce of breath left.You may hate me,But,I love you either way as I keep my distance from your detestation for my existence.I refuse to be rattled by your desire to see my life buried by the debris from your... Continue Reading →
The future is the future,The past is the past,The present is the present.All intertwined,Yet,Within separate lines of existence.Either or cannot draw breath without the other,But,Singling one out will demolish your mind and cover,Your sanctity in debris from the destruction of peace you claim to covet… Prying your future will delay an image you'll fail to... Continue Reading →
The Human Touch. Either it destroys whatever it chooses to pervade with its aim for vengeance, Or, Creates. By planting seeds of inner peace and a frame of mind, Allowing you to visualize a picture you'd like to make your true reality. Just two sides on a coin used to pay for your misdeeds, Or,... Continue Reading →
Dark skies shroud eyes of a joker as the storm, Begins. As I bat mine, There are no signals to alert my mind, That someone will come by protecting me with, A shield I can only hold for myself on this battlefield I was placed in... Concrete rife with debris from each bomb detonated by... Continue Reading →
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