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I am still the epitome of beauty
truly...
We were a true match, me & myself.
We laughed, we played and
We were the most fun, we created all the games.
But somewhere along the line all our friends became high
And all her teachers just
didn't care.
I left a note just tor them
it was never for her, I only had one line for her,
it was just that "I know baby, you're gone. You're gone too."
We're both survivors of something that could've been tragic.
It was tragic.
It's sssso tragic, gold is the color we wear when we want to forget.
Gold is the color we paint because we are choosing to forget.
Chastised every morning, when I tried to understand this it was troubling to me.
Until I entered the grand sanctuary of God.
For one day those who arrogantly,
threathen, oppression!
Whose prosperity, haughtiness.
Those who do not suffer — those with an easy life.
Suddenly like a dream when one wakes up, I will be gone.
My heart left sour
but I will continually be singing for her advice I took.
While, he still doesn't turn off the
lights and he throws spoons.
I, knew that one day we would have to remember.
He would have to remember...
He would have to remember that there were pills and I had guns
and like clay, we were transformed
but by God's grace, we won, we are winning,
we're going to win.
Failure to me is the dogs barking outside, nevermind that though.
I am sure that there are times when life is despondent and there's nothing much really to say.
This would only work by which we, I would assume be mumbling and whispers.
I fear that it is almost never quiet.
I am but existence,
the echo which dogs bark
and I
have nothing else to offer you.
For I am not Spoken Words, I am but Written, Typed, letters on a Screen.
I am Graphics. PNGs.
I never really wanted to be here, as in like, in front of your face saying anything but here I am.
Racing on top of a fence in-between deciding if I want to do this or not.
To share is to make real, I would rather be
Rich.
Left a note on the destbitxh, read it.
Like an ill will, I'll be burning my yearly last requests.
I doubt fear leads anywhere brevet anyway &* more-so, wat if I get bored in a 7 years or so?
Flammable thoughts for fleeting notions...
Like chicken skin that's been left on the counter— its become putrid & stale.
Long live strawberries, however.
Sometimes I hope to offend my dead grandfather... idk why. I feel he's somewhere reading this.
Omg, ddnt mean to get so salty.
you should gettahHarvard degree the way you studied like that mygrl
Leave a crumb of herniated 4 us whydontya
damn.
Oblivion's so sweet when you like the — pause.
Ima stop right here
*energy cleanses*
Iqbal, preordained good fortune.
~etheralting
Beach Towel
Unruly Swan Babe.
Destination : Greatness.
The video, the track list ,
Hair splittin' in, protective cap this.
A bedtime story we may kin in
Naked again.
Plug me in
Threes leaves fell on the titty...
Monetary compensation policyholders ahead...
Yes.
On two back legs, Off, take me to drive.
My bangs so sticky I'm on my way to measure heights.
~etheralting
NARCISSUS (DRAKE) AND HIS FANS TO DO LIST:
1. STAND BY ME
2. TALK TO ME
3. ETRE VU // BE SEEN
4. SHARE WHAT YOU LEARN
5. SEE WEED, LOVE WEED
6. BE BETTER
7. KNOW WORTH