INSTRUMENTAL KEYSTYLE:OCTOBER EDITION-beat: Kno-come die with me
VSOP;1496626 said:
LOL at you..
But aye, I had wrote something to this beat.. I just haven't posted yet..
Anyways here it goes..
Its a dark Tuesday, not Aprils fools days
heavy clouds envelops the sky, I'm ready for doomsday
still can't see the light, the future looking gloomy, nothing bright.
Embracing the silence with no birds chirpping,
the hurt is still hurting, even after the close curtians
cancer still lurking, the soul still burning
I've done to much burying, my eyes stay blurry
from the tears I stay crying, I stay worried..
My mind is infected and I'm trying to clear it,
A split personality and I still wear it,
Some say i'm gravitated by the evil spirit.
Having dreams of people screaming come die with me, come lie with me, come fly with me, I'm screaming this is blasphemy!
Awaken by the laughs of children, I get a happy feeling
their part of my healing, from all the self beatings.
the day breaks with sun beaming,
my life is interwind like a spiders web weaving
my witness is my poetical writings
a scripture of my biography
I'm scared physcologically,
but always thinking logically,
these verbs willcome die with me!
Now let's recite.. Come fly with me, come fly with me, yea she said come fly with me!
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REAL_POETICAL
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*plays kno- wish i was dead*
Fever of grievance
violence to self is commencing
no conversation for whats about to diminish
its the epitome of end of reality for me
as i can't even wake up
without seeing and feeling flesh ripping
skin perked to cold completion
riga plaguing me
arteries are fading thee
no need to proceed in crying
dying becomes another breed
maybe reincarnation is the key
to fulfill
but desire of being free is on my deem
forget about the scriptures and the commandment
killing of a man even though this man isn't a man
but a coward
whipping himself over bullshit of the past
the blast he used to have before he caught the wrath
of god's devious plot to break him and shake him
before he used to rape innocence and for take of the night
like a thief looking for prosperity
robbing a charm lad over it but feeling so selfishly
reluctantly proceed to exit at that time
not this time he's ready for the plan b
pills and knife skills fulfill the violent melody
open eyes tears cry the knife is in the shelf
and the pills are in the cabinet
what a pussy yet what a vet
still putting up shit and still dodging the threat
of self unaccepted....
Fever of grievance
violence to self is commencing
no conversation for whats about to diminish
its the epitome of end of reality for me
as i can't even wake up
without seeing and feeling flesh ripping
skin perked to cold completion
riga plaguing me
arteries are fading thee
no need to proceed in crying
dying becomes another breed
maybe reincarnation is the key
to fulfill
but desire of being free is on my deem
forget about the scriptures and the commandment
killing of a man even though this man isn't a man
but a coward
whipping himself over bullshit of the past
the blast he used to have before he caught the wrath
of god's devious plot to break him and shake him
before he used to rape innocence and for take of the night
like a thief looking for prosperity
robbing a charm lad over it but feeling so selfishly
reluctantly proceed to exit at that time
not this time he's ready for the plan b
pills and knife skills fulfill the violent melody
open eyes tears cry the knife is in the shelf
and the pills are in the cabinet
what a pussy yet what a vet
still putting up shit and still dodging the threat
of self unaccepted....
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