April 2
• Written by Trifolium
As a poet I'm the quotient
of my plug and my opponent
the record's broken but I'm still smoking
stoned and rolling yet foreboding
seize the moment it's so potent
dreams of floating above the ocean
close to boasting but I'm focusing
death is toasting my existence knowing
my resistance to stop but I'll keep going
roaming hoping I'll keep glowing cuz
There is a light that never goes out
One flare in the night illuminates the blackout
Friends disappear faster than foes
A wall tends to fall like dominoes
Weight the cons against the pros for
Today will soon be tomorrow's ghost
so I'm spitting to wrap my head round these thoughts
while these thots be looking to tie the knot
Sensei on beat taking the heat like a samurai
we're never discrete or in defeat, we amplify
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Trifolium
Member since January 19 2014