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Brandy Nicole
Feb 2015
A magical place in the forests of old
Where thoughts have wings and,
Souls light up the paths,
Rain floats in midair and laughter runs around playing with childish stories
Why you ask where such a place exists?
Well dear in your dreams
What dreams? My dreams died with Hoffa long ago
Now I'm slaving over a lawn mower and feeding 5 kids with a shovel and a ***
I can't tell stories, unless it's about work
Daddy can you tell me a bedtime story?
Yeah... If it's about grass cutting and dung thrown into dirt
Sweet dreams, well that's only make believe. Want a sweet dream look in a fairytale, because they're only for when you sleep, when you wake its back to reality
So no more dreams just hard work with reality. Well everyone has a dream even you it's something no one can escape. So what dreams you say...
Well sleep and see there's dreams
Where thoughts have wings and,
Souls light up the paths,
Rain floats in midair and laughter runs around playing with childish stories
Why you ask where such a place exists?
Well dear in your dreams
What dreams? My dreams died with Hoffa long ago
Now I'm slaving over a lawn mower and feeding 5 kids with a shovel and a ***
I can't tell stories, unless it's about work
Daddy can you tell me a bedtime story?
Yeah... If it's about grass cutting and dung thrown into dirt
Sweet dreams, well that's only make believe. Want a sweet dream look in a fairytale, because they're only for when you sleep, when you wake its back to reality
So no more dreams just hard work with reality. Well everyone has a dream even you it's something no one can escape. So what dreams you say...
Well sleep and see there's dreams
A collab I did early last month with my Nero and my sister Angel
calm
Mar 2018
I love you, honey, but not like that
you're turning out to be a psychopath
your eyes have no light, no soul behind their blue
it seems so me you're drowning in whatever's drowning you
I miss you, baby, but not this way
I need the old you back and I need him here to stay
your smile's just a lie, another of your tricks
well I don’t wanna play if there's a prize of falling bricks
I want you, really, but not that much
I have better things to do if you're just gonna be a ****
your face unrecognizable, a demon in your skin
I'm scared I'll someday wake up dead to find that I've ended up like him
you're turning out to be a psychopath
your eyes have no light, no soul behind their blue
it seems so me you're drowning in whatever's drowning you
I miss you, baby, but not this way
I need the old you back and I need him here to stay
your smile's just a lie, another of your tricks
well I don’t wanna play if there's a prize of falling bricks
I want you, really, but not that much
I have better things to do if you're just gonna be a ****
your face unrecognizable, a demon in your skin
I'm scared I'll someday wake up dead to find that I've ended up like him
NeroameeAlucard Oct 2014
Insomniac
NeroameeAlucard
Oct 2014
Insomniacs by NeroameeAlucard
I can't sleep obviously so it's fitting to new to write a little blurb about my sleeping inability for real it seems like ever since I touched this pen to this pad in my head Slumber can't be had I'm glad that I can channel my feelings into words and not stupid actions or acting without any sense of rationality but in reality I need sleep **** it so brain start counting sheep
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2..
3...
4....
5.....
6......
7.......
nope the Sheep have failed and recently took an express route to heaven or I'm still sugar buzzed from 7-11 whatever I need sleep so Nero make yourself but you can't even force Sleep on yourself especially since you have next to no wealth I mean **** IT VOICES GO THE **** TO BED or I'll make sure you attempt to wake up in the ocean weighed down by lead
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not talking huh? good :)
I can't sleep obviously so it's fitting to new to write a little blurb about my sleeping inability for real it seems like ever since I touched this pen to this pad in my head Slumber can't be had I'm glad that I can channel my feelings into words and not stupid actions or acting without any sense of rationality but in reality I need sleep **** it so brain start counting sheep
1.
2..
3...
4....
5.....
6......
7.......
nope the Sheep have failed and recently took an express route to heaven or I'm still sugar buzzed from 7-11 whatever I need sleep so Nero make yourself but you can't even force Sleep on yourself especially since you have next to no wealth I mean **** IT VOICES GO THE **** TO BED or I'll make sure you attempt to wake up in the ocean weighed down by lead
.
..
not talking huh? good :)