"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Papier-mâchéd love without being folded properly.Each crease mistaken for the right path visible for the entire world to witness.Unless a change is made,The old discarded for what's new and improved,We'll never be a sight-for-sore eyes to stare into,For comfort we've never been able to find in each other's presence.You've never wanted me,But,I've wanted you,Yet,I work... Continue Reading →
As soon as I looked into her eyes,All I saw were Verbena flowers glowing underneath sunshine,As time froze the second she said,"Hi!" Never have I met her before,But,Her soul felt familiar to me.All I know,Is how her eyes withhold a story I would like to read.Yet,I couldn't seem to utter any word as I stood... Continue Reading →
Birthdays.What are they for a recluse?Is celebration mandatory,Is it even an option?As every holiday zips by without any contact.You begin to question the meaning of your mistaken existence.But,What's the point knowing we all woke up,Suddenly,Without any knowledge of what life is exactly?I guess,Our lives come with meaning we must do our best to discover.A meaning... Continue Reading →
As my birthday creeps closer, So do the memories! That made me go over the edge with a dope verse. Killing the bitter man I started to see inside of my mirror by going Sober. Ridding a circle that never quite closed! And became the Lone Soldier. A transformation occurred inside of me, First, Seconds... Continue Reading →
I think about the time I had sent you that video. Where I cried while showing you the gift I made with my bare hands, For you, As each droplet fell. Making ripple effects within your own pool of Annoyance... And all I thought was, You made me feel like I was everything to you,... Continue Reading →
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