"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
No one looks the same unless they're next to doppelgangers,But,Most are outrageously concerned with whom their colors match with after,Joining parties acting as a gang,More than a group looking out for the other within middle grounds often shattered,By everybody's need to be in front of lines where they see red,Leaving others blue over green without... Continue Reading →
Feels like it will never end, the suffering. The internal carnage between who I really want to be versus what others envision me as. A disease seeping out of my pours, transforming into new fixations I never thought would cripple me on most nights. It's not the weed, nor the booze. Now? It's a plate... Continue Reading →
Going straight? There arent any shortcuts. When you get to that lobby, There's a receptionist, Along with security invested in disallowing anyone that isn't for them. Yes! How lovely it'll be, To barge in and claim to be the owner of an Industry, You have no credentials in regardless of your countless years of independent... Continue Reading →
I often ask, How do we know if what we do is right. Is it that moment of hysteria when you impale that knife, In the spine of another? Or, That sigh of relief when you decide to be the bigger person, Rather than fighting with your brothers just to kill each other?... But, What... Continue Reading →
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