"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Who knows why this is happening. The pain. Cold sweats. Numbness in my limbs and heart. All while I lay, deserted, on a bed I've made in the middle of a warzone with a smile... One question does pop up all the time, though. Was that a mistake? I think not. Because, regardless of each... Continue Reading →
Thoughts roam without limits,No matter if I tell them all to stay out of my business.Because,Every ounce of pain inside of each memory of my abandonment is way too vivid…Why the fuck is the same picture popping up when I want to see different?I'm livid!But who am I kidding?I'm doing the unthinkable,4 years past 25... Continue Reading →
Who care's about what barbershops got to say,When my head is on the line,I cut deep and watch a lot of you fade away,With a bar I raise,Or,The scars I paint in sentences I've been sentenced with...Incentives rip through the mind of a fiend dependant on the cynics sick!Of 'dope' dreams...I thought mine were as... Continue Reading →
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