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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

War Monger

war monger

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once upon a time I was a war monger
under the flags of hate under the preaching of waste
 =.
I challenged you once, dropped you twice,
for you to bounced back thrice
=
semblance & deceit tempting fools to engage
the battle-hardened colors of your red hair,
pink outlines, blue eyes,sleek bones that hold you up,
and the colored skin of milk, that consumed my stamina
=
I pathed to you over dead bodies,
a bridge we built, battling others' ideologies,
deciphering the waves of your laughter when you fell in my path,
you exhausted, myself wounded & nothing more to do than stare.
=  
I vowed to hate you just for today, So you'll hate me tomorrow
a stress trial, gauging pulses.
I'll wait for the day after to see who's succumbing to the penances of this tug war?
=
Did you know that love is a trollop from the inside?
I should've concealed it some more with the blunt side of dementia

but I haven't missed you yet you never left my head
I'll call you when the stream ceases and we might have a truce
when your absence loosens its grip,
when you plan to come in peace,
when you change your war armor,
change the colors of your red hair,
pink outlines, blue eyes,
sleek bones that hold you up
and the colored skin of milk.
 =
from this weakening, I can tell, I'll call you tomorrow
maybe, I'll wait for you for one last stand before I give up
before I give up being a hateful war monger
under the flags of hate under the preaching of waste.
=
it's been awhile Nichole and just wondering
are you still battle hardened?
Nichole are you still the same wild Miami girl?
=

for Nichole (Wild Miami Girl)
Feb 13, 202

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lyrics & vocals by: azdi404
music credit: jurrivh - Te Extraño - Sad Piano (La Canción Mas Triste Del Mundo)


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