that girl…
that girl you attempt to talk to but doesn’t ever reply and you know if she just gave you the chance you could make her feel like the most amazing beautiful girl in the entire world because that’s what you think she is…
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just bored
as we descend into the darkness that is the void
the void, which encompasses all
but is nothing
it is the enigma
a mystery
it is the beginning and the end
alpha and omega
life to death
ode to the past
written long before
i breathe a final breath
ode to the past
filled with anger and pain
confusion and poverty
the sight of dissapointed faces
of tears that fall like rain
into open caskets of victims of life
that brings the want for something better
a new day
filled with regret that will never go away
that left me with the need
the want to find a way to get paid
i jus wanna be i jus wanna be succesful
with shoes that always smells new
pencil hits paper
inspired by lady singing the blues
ode to the past i will always remember
gunshots and drugs to sunshine and hugs
like the ink on my arm
the past is a void
filled with situations to avoid
it envelops all
and nothing at the same time
ode to the past
which was dark and stormy
and when the chance came the winds of change came my way
no more blows thrown or smoke in the air
the sounds of shells mixed with wind chimes
the sight of dime bags, powders, and scars on arms
bruises on flesh
all are gone
my identity anew
my way nameless
no longer a loser
a punk
a failure
or a wreck
no more ether
or guns
or violence
or threat of death
dont push me cuz im over the edge
dont push me cuz im close to the middle, the back, and new beginnings
close to the city the people the street the soldiers the civilians the artist the unique
far from the past close to new beginnings
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A real man doesn’t do a hit & run.
He actually stays there to raise his daughter or son
No matter how tough it would be through thick or thin
weather young or old he’ll always be their even if his wasn’t there for him.
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