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ninacrizelle  May 2019
He is
ninacrizelle May 2019
He was dark and steaming hot
Oh! Unique and authentic too
The type you’d chillout on a weekday after work
Or wake up to a sunday morning route

He was bitter... but oh so sweet!
His scent... I swear, nothing could beat!
Just one more cup please
One more sip to finish these load of sheets.

Ah yes! He was coffee.
For all the coffee drinkers out there. Your forever buddy in all emotions.
Everyday i wake up
Early in the morning no yawning
See the spirits dawning
This faceless figure spoke to me
The spirit said her name was Serenity
But i think she was an enemy
Confused as can be is it God Angels
Speakin' to me?
Softly i let her caress my mind body and soul
I got no control stiff as a board skin was startin to fold
Grab a hold of the bed sheets
My mind went blank as i start to think eyes shut no blink
Journey with me as my mind sinks
Deeper into revelations
What it revealed to me more catastrophe
Coming from my own families
**** how could this be? I thought
We had each other backs
Chillout cuz im black as ever ugly never
Too ttooo clever
I remember the good book told me
To always test the spirits
But images i couldnt clear it so un-feared it
I gave it my all then suddenly came a fall
Lost my house my women clothes shoes n jewels
Im.hanging on to hopes
Hopin' i get good news no clues
Where left but then i remember
When at ya weakest point
Is ya strongest and vice versa im used to being cursed so
It aint nothing but notha scenario
There i go
Back where i was three sixty the spirit mixed me
Showed what i was doing wrong
Woke up out my dream then i grabbed the ****
Cut my vinyl on music was on spirit was gone
Then i realize im thinking tooo tooo hard
Or is it the whole time im listening
To my conscious speaking to my conscious
Im feelin' pang
Addin' tears to my tower of sadness

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