Funny how you try to write something
And all you think about is that on certain person...
After few months
Two souls...
Morning comes
Stiff and creaking...
It's like theres another girl
Inside my head...
Day by day,
Week by week...
A hundred degrees, there's not a breeze coming in,
the air is really heavy and we live lives deep in...
Gliding across the paper
Leaving a dark trail...
Softly flowing against me
Gently caressing my body...
To me this poem is all right. It's not my...
Want to know why I'm rapping? How I got up here...
I SIT IN THE CORNER
WONDERING...
Searching
Insatiable...
Three prongs
Three paths...