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Teething

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We are young
We are free,
And you can run
Away with me,
But even free
Has its fee,
No restraint
Just receipt,
Good times
Hide in deceit,
But since we’re strong
They can’t defeat,
Us, As Long as we
Stand firm, on our feet,
But thats hard
When we sink,
Into the glamour
Of vanity,
Inciting more
And more insanity,
With non sober thoughts
And belligerent profanity,
I continue
Smiling,
Wild night
Memories,
All the fun
Are for those who were with me,
And for those who weren’t
I don’t leave much for mystery,
Lord forgive me
For you judge me,
And I am not of this world
But I’ll be damned if my teething,
Doesn’t
have it’s crazy cravings,
My flesh
Is but a baby,
And I don’t
Want to go on living,
If i don’t enjoy
Every bit of breathing

Our Outlet

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Not so random
Calls
& not so random
Text,
Are assured
When you confirm
Your now living
With your next,
Which will make it
A bit harder to sneak around
I love a challenge
But is this a warning or a test?
To let my gorilla grip go
And truly truly
Play the role
Of the gone far away forgotten ex.
How can you speak
To him of love
Future/marriage
And some kids,
Then call me right up
Soon as he’s turned away
In the bed/strictly
For the company of sex,
While I don’t mind
I want mine
And I love hearing you sing
“you the best”,
Its that lonely
drive back
That has me feeling
Something in my chest,
Is it remorse
Is it hurt
Or the realization that
The dog never rests,
Is this possibly
Keeping me away
From something real
And finally building my nest,
But then I worry
Contemplating
Over thinking
With a cold helping side of stress,
That karma
Will show her fangs
As soon as I
Fall in love again.
Should we stop
It’s so good
And all I do
Is continue to repeat selfish benefit,
Is IT missing
Am I tired
Do i now
need IT,
I’m in that
State of mind
Where The search for truth
I soon forget,
Love is quickly
Manipulated
By Our on going
Climax mind blowing Outlet.
I went from
Holding the leash
To letting you go
To be the pet,
Else where I fear
To label once again
Since you do us
With no regret,
I’m inside you
While you lie to
He who’s loves you
Knows not, Lord Jesus,
Forgive me
For feeling
So entitled
To what I deleted,
I’ve been living
Too good
Is pay back
Taking its time to pay like a check?
So I choose To be alone
So I can’t get hurt
From sticking a fork
In to the electrical outlet,
Maybe it’s the shock
I need
To shake my demons
And finally let,
Good
Righteous
Blessings
Be something I give not just kept,
I don’t know
I really don’t
Killer please kill me
So I can be SoulPapo again

Killer Bee

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Uh oh
I fell Into
The hive
again,
Wanting
Some honey
Leaving with
Thoughts of a bad man.

She’s such a
Soul seductress
In her vague
Ways,
Teasing Just enough
To leave me
Thinking about IT
All day.

I can tell
All she wants
Is complete
Attention,
Which
Isn’t a problem for me
Since I’m the type
To get completely obsessive.

Me with many
A question
And her process
Like a factory line,
Theres a queue
But she doesn’t
Service
One at a time,

The type Of Queen
That will
In all spheres
Eat you alive,
Which If you’ve kept up
With my ramblings
Know i
don’t mind.

Im a sleeper cell
With a Vest strapped
Just waiting to
blow up in time.
Does she
know this?
That isn’t a
Concern of mine.

Who you allow
In your circle
Can
Burst your bubble,
Age knows
No restriction
And You my dear
You, spell trouble.

The last thing
That I need
Is another reason
To be on my knees,
So Who am I
Who is so demanding
To Be the one
begging please,

Shew Fly
Fly away
And please don’t
Bother me,
But caught damn
Is honey Sticky sweet
Damn the allure
Of the Killer Bee

Appetite

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It wants
It grumbles
It’s actions
Make fumbles
Trying to catch every
Morsel
As the ever expiring
Cookie crumbles
It needs
It hungers
With only after thoughts
Opening questions with wonders
If It’s heading
Straight under
Striking
Like thunder
This time in same spot more than twice
because it knows not any other
Way

soon as i opened up the door

I don’t know much

but that in which i do

usually stems

from the things that you do

the things that you show

and the results that seem to prove

your but a temptation made to mess with my head

so that my heart doesn’t push my soul through

your all that I’ve known

all that I’ve loved

although I’ve encountered others

they were just momentary fun

we’ve made it through the test of time

we’ve had a pretty good run

but I’ve gotten to the point

were I’m way past done

but then some how

you grab me wanting more

and i go from the top of the skies

to the board of the floor

were I cant move at all

because your holding me right where I was torn

opening my eyes

soon as I opened up the door

In The Scene

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She’s a beauty
She’s a delight
But she’s heavy
In the scene,
That I’ve come
So far away from
And What took so long
For me to leave,
It’s too easy to
get back Up in To iT
with Old comrades
that Still haven’t seen,
A difference in
the Rays of light
Partly because I
Keep flipping teams,
Going back and forth
From the land of honey
And the space
Of broken dreams,
Most represent
Something
That I myself
Want nothing to do with or have a connection in between,
Bad company
Good times
The same old
Scheme of things,
Falling victim
Isn’t really falling
When it’s the bread crumbs that we laid
that get us following back into our old routine,

ohhh LORD, what a scene

The Death Of ME

let’s get right to the point

and cut straight to the chase,

life is too short

and we have not a minute left to waste,

the truth has become such a rarity

lies are a customary expression on the face,

I want what I want

why pretend like I don’t want a taste,

she then looks me square in the eyes

licks her lips and curves her frame,

I’m wanting what your thinking

today’s your lucky day,

come on up claim your prize

a dose of the Gods or very wishful fait,

I wont be here for long

so hesitate not, rush the gates,

temptation has fully evolved

this is completely far more advanced thang,

she stood steady/ready willing and able

the death of me, right on display