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  Juice v2   listen on youtube or here   I rushed the river of belief Scooped a palm full Washed my mouth to call her name On the outside I shared my skin with some sun stretching blank canvas sheets like Picasso .... to drag her imaginary fingers on it drawing with liquified pain, landscapes from heaven leaving me to cure alone under the 3 p.m. Sun. On the inside I was hiding in a nameless shack I named it melancholy gray, an omen of what's to come, hoping for better days if she came to me, Juice from her lips is all I needed For a rush of blood to the vines, nourishing purpose to my infant lyrics. Juice stagnated in her head must be stirred, not shaken sinking her dagger teeth in me for the perfect dose. so let it flow; let me feel it, coming back again. It's the charged current stinging the flesh. That lays us down, focused drunk & oblivious to the outside. With all I have left, I rise I rush again to the river of belief cro...

  semi-green patch v2 listen on youtube or here    just one of your spectrums I want to see, the soft side forward   as i capture the golden sun in a cold frame while stinging kisses embraces pregnant dreams   between morning dew & night memories   they all gathered at the corner of my eyes a snapshot, but still, tasting acid vows pronounced while taking in the pledge that risk always came dealing with you talking about peace, the olive branch and the price that lies in the soft lining of a casket   tired of waiting for the green light   and which way to go when I reach the bends   at the corner of your promises you promised you promised I could touch you as a favorite flavor burning dreams to keep you warm gazing you as a new attitude   uncovering my bones   sticking around to get this funky high in everything you are   but lovers don’t wait for dreamers like me   just like the sun they have...

  Validate v2   listen on youtube or here    This life is for me My innocence was a blank page, untested My life? a collection of repetitive mundane days before I met you Your presence tells it all, dictating the pace scratching a signature, Validating my worth Divine Pretending Untouchable, All and nothing you are, everything in my privacy nothing outside that realm to feel the moment Elevate me to level high Just to hear me crash my organic being It's all right, I'm also tired of perserving myself Emotion free without you It's hard to know if something was wrong Until I crashed into you Until I crashed into you in a 5 second nap I caught you in a dream I felt the pressure of your teeth ripping my lips As I grooved to the sounds of you breathing exerting the fear of failure out of me sinking to the game you played to make me feel alive I bled the distance between your lips and navel a trip seared into memory, theres no coming back from no undoing I feel...

  airwaves v2 listen on youtube or here   I walked into it I heard the strummings of the strings I heard the song it was strung from lips to tongues I was caught in the net So is my story now, locked in the vibe. Satan & love came around pimping out their remedy relieving me of your memory, knowing how much I want to forget you but I was alive in the air with my lyrics and I wanted atoms of that airwave, that carried my thoughts of you it's our song that mouths are syncing now Can I have a word with you, sweet love? It's tomorrow from yesterday you're supposed to know me by now this is the day I wrote that song for. I wrote the song for you so play it on a loop, let it ring in my head I might forget you during playback & love the song a backup plan if we misfire Satan is bending backward backtracking what's been done corrupted love is laying the royal carpet and straying away so come and take me; call my name whisk me away, wrap the misery to ...

  Sign of Times v2   listen on youtube or here   I have visions and stored inkwells i have colored raindrops for every mood collected from the breasts of clouds now leaning towards stagnation with time chances are rejecting my suggestions Pens shun scripting my story Pages dismantling its lines In protest Because I portrayed you as a villain I collected nectars and breezes pollinated from the bellies of killer bees A potion, Taken before I met you On that gray side of my ambition I wanted to learn soft words that affect you to romance you on a vacation or with some silly thoughts like this but i didn't heed the signs seasons will deliver you letters from me by rain and falling leafs, occasional gusts of winds and a touch of cold in winter as for summer? a warm breeze leather bounded by seasons ends read the signs carefully where ever you look there is a sign so sing our moments from the beginning as a lullaby I couldn't finish our vague story the way i desired...

Innuendos v2 listen on youtube or here   Foreign bodies, we are with subtle Innuendo conversations so what’s the take from this? i don't know I don’t feel like going home tonight carrying these double-layered words Wrapped in jagged phrases from the fool’s room... Sooner or later, it ends. I want to know why when I met my fear; it wasn’t so cordial, I pretended to go along and What a wired trip, Inspired by you to be a liar... Shame on me; I know Another failed lie came back That I’ll never use... so I’ll release the dead lies that didn’t understand the plan in the backside oceans of my mind Between craters Let it soak with misty prophets healing to decipher what you meant... = 2 Maybe it’ll come back undone True breath and skin like my original humanity as before you corrupted it with innuendos... I’ve been fidgeting with this exhausting pen Spilling redundant protesting words Boycotting hypocrisy They just want to be cool as your looks... So I sprinkle them ...

  anonymously yours v2 listen on youtube or here    let me take you back to some snapshots, of what i remember from my demise codes of your mysterious ways hidden in the Samarian Hills the brazen seeking lost treasures dies alone, and a last radio call, goes out to mourn a hero I was a simple man the hurt of being the last son before you made a wish that wish? to single-duel myself to die for your cause meeting old strangers and spies at a pit stop searching for a bit of advice for a stroke of luck a fatal memory to live with, when it goes wrong and for you, navigate the narrative, sign the treaty & secure the endgame reverbs bounces off the blush orange hill, north of badlands where the hand of god is buried losing battles with the demons I could've helped, but I have my own war to forge so read my tragic journal during leisure hours, cakes of war divided amongst the victors deadly cheers from the living the dead missing the party but they get a plaqu...

  strange soul brew v2   listen on youtube or here   the strange soul brews you concoct, addicts my soul, I crave this sensation to have you, in a delicate way, so feed my flesh, I'm created to need and you to feed. i remedy myself with braided locks of your hair soaked with saliva from your sweet mouth, as a healing antidote I soak in the sun, stretch my skin to dry it makes a better drum echo, for my midnight serenades it cools the moonlight burn What does depression and abuse look like? look at me strapped & stepped on again bruised on the dementia side that old familiar pain, sweped different parts of me now demanding one suicide at a time. but i'm saved by a traveling morgue, and shoved into an asylum in a room under a glass dome, by the Bermuda triangle descent of the damned begins when i'm served your concoction, of strange soul brew Arc of the Pendulum extends my sentence shifting time towards you like moths to a flame I purged electric tears...

 apologies to laly V4 listen on youtube or here   laly let me explain what happens in my head remembering you I write what I feel, what stirs me & I envy my words  observing them lying neatly on coffin rows in a graveyard of blank lines without feelings  a useless port if not destined to you I wish I was ink, creating letters guiding the words to infiltrate you  track where they go  relate how they touch & make you feel correct them according to your mood swings you see, these words make you smile, content they get to touch you before I do  and I envy them, and it should've been me  I want to explore & live your mind to see how your imagination will play with me but it's a far fetched scenario, i know. but i posses random thoughts tailoring my favorite memory  with you Into a satin dress …. gifting it on an anniversary …   would you still recognize me ?  what if i'm senile ? stitching myself with colors matching my genre...