Tag Archives: Death

Scream it pt 2


In this room of faces I know, no one knows me I move like a shadow too & fro. I ask if you see me to which you don’t reply. I see all the black clothes & I see you … Continue reading

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Scream it


Laying here in the trunk of your car wondering how it got so far Just last night we had a fight after I laughed at your risotto. Turning away from you I didn’t see you grab the pan only feeling … Continue reading

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Today


You see this man next to me & his kid in the backseat. They’re my family & they’re all that matters. He’s a confidence man & she does wet work while I’m the glue or at least I like to … Continue reading

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About last night


You came by unannounced. Lucky for you my kid’s at a sleepover, you wanna sleepover. Looking over my shoulder you watch me cook dinner: meat & greens. The music reverberates across the walls. You hug me asking if we’ll ever … Continue reading

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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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