find love and poetry

only love, and poem art sets you free

 

this path that we walk upon is the collection of points that the rain has drawn

but how many times have i fallen over waiting for my soul to feel the light

stand in my way. come hell or high water to rest i will lay. when you deal

tongues tied together all my loving memories became scenes of frenzied

 

through open eyes i sense a feeling painted black that lines your heart

despite the cost or rhythm I lost, we lose and change our mind, before we even try

girl, turn that noise down, tell one of yo' bad kids to pass toys around. Turn up ac im bringing my heat enjoy the trench coat seasons cuz after the the hoodies and gucci scarf's the change is me

did whatever it took to make a quarter i charge niggas to watch wrestlin

Im just saying mess with me I aint submitting

 

impregnating his sister, to conceive a pure bred son

fare thee well my love, believe me when i say, i love you madley, deeply, always

aeon-swathed words of invocation which he alone had been audience to deep

friday the thirteenth went to the movies

 

the truth of your expression has withered - your wick has become cold

my art dealer won't give me any more money i'm behind on the rent

dream of them lights so much brighter, voices louder i hear them sleep

it said "give my dog to my folks, sell my shit i cant trust anyone

Once you let your guard down the come up for anyone (goodbye)