"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 →
Hopping from one open mic to the next as the holidays arrive,You'll meet so many others looking for the same high.Not from a drug.Not from a drink nor attention from anyone!But,A dream.A dream we imagine from the second we open our eyes,To and throughout every hour we're asleep…The kind of high most are too afraid... Continue Reading →
Episodes of rage take over when sober from love.Drunk by the thought of her for so long,But,It's time to show a different me.A different flow of rhythm where I only act up on a stage for the world to see.No fear while I drop bombs from a palm deterring naysayers from my life,Praying everyone survives... Continue Reading →
Love, the only thing that is certain besides our dates with Death. It doesn't matter what amount of tears anyone can pour into Wishing Wells more communal than we think, we all want love, to be loved. Whenever I hear someone yell out, "Fuck love!" Somewhere deep inside their heart, miserably stitched by innocent desires... Continue Reading →
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