Wednesday, June 10, 2015

My "Thoughts"

Love is a figmentation
Filled with imagination
Nd discrimination
Filled with Regret
Sensitivity and
Hesitation
Together we can make symphony
Starting with the truth we will have an
Ephypony.
Nd altogether alternative reality.
Running from my heart
I can't take his pain
My soul is falling apart
And its taking my brain
I'm nearly insane..
No nearly deranged
I'm running.
Running faster then the breeze.
You can't see me
Even in still motion.
This is my curse
From drinking the love potion
Relaxed
From the sex and drugs
When I got that I feel non
Of the above...
Ashamed
'Cause I know how to play the game..
Fuck it
Imma do it
Ima tear it up nd shove that knife right through it
I give up on love
I give up on me
I give up on everything that WAS or what WAS going to be.
Sitting chilling now
Just. Doing. Me.

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