Tag Archives: Death

last call


these voices aren’t yours no matter how much i scream. these hands will never feel like yours, even as they grip me these lips on me can’t be as sweet as you no matter the number of kisses left on … Continue reading

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hands up


it starts on my block with my friends it’s a normal day of fun, games, grilling and chilling we’ve been sipping, someone on the block is sparking they put it in the air, I’m sure we smell like it. up … Continue reading

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Last thoughts 


I was here with you In our space  The 1st time place we ever made love. I mean the place your maidenhead spilled on my bed.  I look at the walls & see the holes we left.  I see my … Continue reading

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Free Joker’s Style


These loud thoughts are the only freedom in this quiet world Trust me you want me chill If I turned up your all dead This mood is not something new it’s me all day I mean I don’t care who … Continue reading

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Lean


Lean is red  It’s purlple too It’s in sprite It’s in spirits  It has kids & adults  Slowing down & dropping out. It’s regulated syrup It’s inspiration  It’s killer.  It kills daily  Seizures  Organ failure  To slow to react.  Praise … Continue reading

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Dear suicide


Dear suicide, It has been a few years, since we last spoke.  As you know I’m in a relationship now.  I’m doing pretty good right? Wrong you know how I lie, I say I’m fine no matter how bad I … Continue reading

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The last night


The night I almost lost my way The night I heard demons say My life was forfeit Each one attempting to kill me In a store with people I’ve never been around before People thinking that I’ve killed one of … Continue reading

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