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[base-d-head-blog]

Base

To be bAse is to fAce the world without worryin' about a chAce from societies complaints while you arAnge and lAce your future to activAte a gatewAy to watch fine bAbes bAthe in green rAin on the pole in black lingeRE.

#Base #Baseworld #Poetry #freeverse #rap #Basegod #Freestyle

[the-street-spirit-fading-blog]

Thunder Key

The train moved at breakneck speed Down the tracks like a Rocket coming towards you to  Explode in a fiery ball of death It hit me in my chest  Reverberated to my core A punch to my brain That shook my nervous system Up and down my spine until I realized that Damn baby, I love you And this might be "poetry" Avoiding the three enemies Like prisoners avoiding the police When they've escaped prison Because of their beliefs But baby, this not the atypical Rhyme scheme Ending rhyme abandoned like Cliched movie endings that leave you going "Goddamn that movie fucking sucked."  This This is for you Like a grape given to a King Like a ring given to Frodo To face Mordor Like a wand given to Harry To fight Voldermort Like a sign given to protester Like life given to a baby Like money given to the poor My thunder key is given to you To open my lock box Where all my secrets are kept Like the time in sixth grade when I stole My friend's Yu-Gi-Oh! card just so I could have it and say I was the best And how I can never admit my true feelings To my friends, but baby, you're different And that's why you get my thunder key And at night, when I look at the sky I know that you're staring at the same night as me And I can't help but wonder If the sun moved closer Where would we be in time? We would be nowhere We'd be going nowhere fast And yet it would be just you and me You, me and the thunder key