"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
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 →
I have a crepuscular soul, Some would say. Dim, By so many natures. Yet, Light is still seen within every corner of my Horizon... Most lay imprisoned within their own Darkness. Whether or not they call it New York City, A concrete jungle, Or, Their own hearts and minds... I. Just. Refuse to do so.... Continue Reading →
"And now we bow our heads and pray..." "Amen..." Funny how I just walked past the preacher man, With my head already down. I don't understand, Most likely never will. It isn't in my will to fall to my knees, Especially, When the Pastor's busy touching kids behind the scenes... It's not really my type... Continue Reading →
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