Key The Keyz

Manager of BlackHeart Family Project Manager for MusicOnUsLive #D.H.Y.S. copy the link into your browser: www.keythekeyz.com Like, Follow, Subscribe to facebook, twitter, and Instagram @IAmTheKeyz

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Chicago and New York will be working together on the independent movie/ web-series #SmunySaga

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Troop Together

You don’t know me, if you don’t know my pain.

You don’t know me, if you don’t know im afraid, too.

I wish you knew me, so you could understand, the rhythm of my heart, beats parellel, to you.

Next to you through the sun, storm, and rain.

-Q Key

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Eruptions

Sweet melody, purring kitty; Smooth to the touch, rose bristling.

Across the cheek, into the water, down so deep.

Closed in, secluded ; The passion floods the room,

From the top of the mountain, eruption. No more kitty.

She roars.

-Q Key

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Field of Stones

3a.m. Blunt lit Tears streaming like the Niagara.

Someone help her; lonely she shakes with pain. In a world so big she lost her self, but when? It happen so suddenly, when her world crumbled under her feet, that she didnt know what to do. But it was the bulldozer. The real big one that apparently no one else could see; it dropped on her, and solid stone crumbled into pieces so tiny. Imagine, the little stones that get stuck at the bottom of your boot, and is very annoying when you walk; they make you stop and struggle to pop out of the indent of your boot. Yeah, those kind.

Now again. Imagine a field filled with those annoying boot stones. The bulldozer, mmhmm it did that.

Those stones represent every bad memory, good memory, goal, and every thing that made her what she was. It struck and disappeared and now she is left with thousands of stone chips. And to piece it together is just to much.

On the verge of one more slice. Divert the pain is all she can think. Resisting and resisting, as people run through that field of stone chips because the stone chips are so beautiful and smart. From the outside looking in, it’s a field mixed with stone of different colors and shapes. Some broken, alot perfect. The stone chips in themselves have a tremendous amount of outstanding sparkles.

But little do they know that those thousands of little stone chips use to be ONE sparkling stone.

Cherry little raindrops on the carpet.

She turns to go to sleep, closes her eyes and counts to three. Mind racing like a highway, speedometer 110 miles per hour. Proceding to dream. All she wants is to dream.

But it seems… They’re shatter too; in the field mixed. To much in to much to go through.

This is just the beginning -LaLa Keyz

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Even If We Part

It’s night time and I can’t see a thing, my head is pounding like I consumed a gallon of vodka.

My throat hurts and my lips are cracked. There’s a light up ahead and a person standing there. I can’t be alone out here. So I wave my hands and try to mustar some words.

I get closer and start to squint.

He’s about 5'8, dreads laying messy up on top of his head. I can’t see his face. He’s wearing a fitted blue shirt with a pair of black jeans

“Tink!” he says as I get closer.

……

I stopped in my tracks…. The only person that called me Tink was my brother. He was murdered when we were 17, it’s been ten years. Partners in crime. He was the mastermind though. We were inseperable.

The biggest tragedy of my life. I still remember that face. That beasley scar stretched from temple to cheek.

I hear thunder in the far, then lightening struck . The rain began to turned the sand into mud. I looked up and he was gone. I turned running and headed for the trees.

I trip and fell landing face first into some mud. Standing up I look down, and the water running off of me is red and brown.

Hesitantly, I turned around a realized, he laid there open eyes, chest cracked, with arms stretched out wide. The beast heart fried, a million thoughts flooded through my mind.

Could it be….

I head back out, the storm isn’t slowing down. I think it’s at its peak. The night sky darkens, as i struggle through the winds. I heard it again.

This time a whisper… Over my right shoulder…

“Tink…”

Fireworks exploded in my chest.

“You rescued me my sister, from depths of the darkness.”

Suddenly the winds stop and the rain cames to a rest.

This is just the beginning -Q Key

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Without Loyalty

A relationship without loyalty:

More like a room with a bolted window; Look out with hope in your heart; Stare up and pray out to the sun for a fresh start.

One door with no knob; choose not to sit in the corner and sob; Thinking theres no opportunity, remember you can have unity; beyond the door has endless possibilities.

There’s a puzzle on the wall, that takes teamwork to solve; Work through the layers solve them all; One after another and watch the obstacles fall.

It was once a pretty picture for her a handsome mister.

Through the layers was the test; Behind the picture inside the chest; Said, it only works if he pushs the door and she slide to it the left.

This is just the beginning -Q Key

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Undefined

Undefined as I walk through the streets; Picturing myself as who I wana be; Unsure of myself; Challenging my surroundings; All while dodging from the truth; Being undefined; Not fitting in; Searching for my place in life; People asking my name; Me, not able to respond; Because I’m simply undefined. Undefined, thats me.

This is just the beginning -Q Key

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