Author: Black

  • *11

    Even though I am laughing,
    Behind the curtains I am breaking,
    It yields special kind of flowers,
    Not the ones given by the lovers,
    Wild and sharp, they’ll cut you,
    Love so harmful, I’ll leave you.

  • *10

    Within myself I carefully hide,
    Rasons why I cry inside.

    Bluff and stuff I used to tell,
    Thinking it was true, I never knew,
    How to explain what I was going through.

    Just let my soul rest,
    I want my body to protect,
    I want my faith to project,
    Power of a man not afraid of distress.

    Where the hand that never shakes,
    Is as soft as Sunday morning,
    The eyes that look at you,
    Stay still and freeze in time,
    The words I say to you,
    Speak nothing else but truth.

  • “22

    Every single memory is stored, just not sure how to access it, or where each one is stored.

  • *9

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  • *8

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  • *7

    Stab me, why the knife if you won’t gut?
    The cuts are great and the edges are sleek,
    The way you pull it out and leave.
    Don’t you hear? Echoes are forever left,
    The floor soaked it all and now reflects,
    Half of my face and what I have confessed.

  • *6

    …

  • “21

    The underlying sorrow roots, keep them, let them be part of you.

  • “20

    Get the fuck out of my head, you are not welcome here!

  • *5

    Ain’t no body, but you might be my buddy,
    Above the cloudy sky, we will find the stars,
    Then come to be together, space dust forever.