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Analyze my poems v2 listen on youtube or here Analyze my poems v1 listen on youtube or here Let death have a seat in the rocking chair while I prepare my last testament: bury me in a shallow grave by the tunnel's sidewalk, where I have a chance to feel her footsteps passing by and plant her an oak tree for shade, so she can read my poems for her back to me color my headstone royal purple wrap me in canvas as my farewell suit seasoned with glittered dirt analyze the sprinkled dots lettered l-a-l-y. Granting my poems antiquity weaved within it the stories of my birth, loyalty, defeat, and death. ornaments in the passing autumn wind sweeping our regrets to freeze in winter castling them for exhaled breaths of the living in the currents of spring, splash the spotlights on me. but release them when it's summertime sing slow songs for a sloth mind , for the slow denials to catch on I have some unsolved thoughts left analyze them in my poems. so don't loo...

Outcast v2 listen on youtube or here    outcast v1 listen on youtube or here Outcast I'm swept aside cradling the residue of sins Derived from the bottom of your lust sewage I separated them into my fault and yours It's your party but I've abducted the graduation cake Adoring the guilt of a cherished mistake I've custom-made the trimmings with the talent of recklessness & misery's priceless advice I'm convicted & stable Not hated nor loved Not at risk of being deposed or upgraded, just an outcast Watching other fools being played, I reserved a spot from my exile Way up in the nosebleed section a phantom And concrete lies destines to beget solid twisted outcomes Seldom defended by the white elephant in the room I remember that very clear When I penned myself that outcast you see I belonged feasting on drama scraps off of the unfortunates table Until the curtains touches the stage a good-night I budgeted my lungs to 15 cubic feet of air for the c...

Wailing Wall v2 (laly's version) listen on youtube or here laly's version     listen on youtube or here standard version      Baby Laly, I was in Jerusalem some miles from a town where you vacationed I had to be at the wailing wall For a personal matter, a grievance God spoke to me there, demanding my devotion that I promised you God has vowed to me what most wished for, but no mention of you God has warned eternity in hell for me But regretting not having you is harder God said he created us beautifully all I see is my ugliness, and sprinkled in you are my given senses God has miracles, but only if he believes Only if he's fair to me, a balance of your fulfilling beauty, my old age, my saturated ugliness, a symmetry of art God said I'm free, but I'm singled out, incomplete I'm the weakened one, created for your leisure    Debating God the subject of you & I ruptured defending you for me, i wanted him to mend your heart to feel fo...

Juice   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 crossing ...

semi green patch v3  (official Version) listen on youtube or here     semi-green patch v2 & v1 Below 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 ...