When you realize that your parent are the by-product of their parents

Now i understand that the bad things they do to me are undeliberate
And the good things they give are a full sacrifice--lietrally losing limbs, that no one else can give

Be better don't be bitter
That's where u become a victor

The mind of the boys
None of 'em were honest
Dreams of being "your highness"

Mind of the boys
Sanctuaries of misogynist
Where the lack of opportunists lies,
awaits;
Thou to whom our brethren submits;
Waiting turns on the next crisis
To rule over lesser emphasis

i hate the empty spaces in my mind
a plate where weaknesses lie in my mind
where baring wicked seas just a game of mind
when frost bite in fall season was a trick of mine

i ate a dagger lashed 'till it went blind
object; animated in a nick of time
"fragile!!", called the raven trying his best luck

yet

he knows heaven vows for The Only One

a leashed was caught snapping back at them
and a punch drunk me caught in a requiem
and i hate the empty plate when its time to dine
cause they'd have me scared for the rest of time

Falling through a dark thin cloud
His jig is up, our time is up
Hazle brown, dew bested leaves fall hitting our common ground
The golden age lasts for no longer then a mere season
Lest
It was golden for more then a lifely reason

the reason why "rest" lies there, raising rust rotten to the risen sun is;

the same ration ran by the raven flown to omissions,

grown within commotion sprung from a notion sawn and torn to pieces.

A bit of tweak of your wings
'Cause those looks wont stay
A bit of tweak on the wing
'Cause the feeling's at bay

And your horses--strayed--
Ponder on the green grass;
Wonder 'pon the hills. And they
be wandering 'round your heels
A day may jumble a crunch of bits
of those humbled burdened lips

No enemies were ment for each other
We tend to bend for our lovers
Thus fight are prone to be awoken

we cast iron to the burning throne
We tracks our paths in abandonment
Circle round just to find ourselves

Our heart resolve, our heart resolve
The false omen will forever stands
Lest we act upon things againts our stance

U r only good for a weekend in fraternity
flattered by a holiday, blessed girl outta sorority
U Been handing out lies since university
Now a job for u is more likely to make a company
Now u aint skinny, u seek comfort through maturity
Juvenoia's catching up the moment u left the varsity

Man down
On the flank he'*****
32 by 32 feet
Couldn't tell where's the enemies' pit

Man down
In a row of men fighting on par
10 meters march on the stage-less pilar
A romance better than Juliette's polar

So here's to the hour
Ignored by men in which by time they'll be devoured
Ignored by men indulged by grimes, lust, and power
Those men who think that dimes unwind desire

Turns out the hardened love sets its foot on the land of truths
Burning the ashes of a long gone man, pretending to be beautiful, tho she hurts herself explaining a stance nobody can grasp their mind around.

Been waiting for the longest time, then the first child was born and she felt a boost by the steep angle from her abdoment with a sharp decline of her adornment.

Hence a mother was born as a new metaphor as she begot the apple of her eye, aborting her dreams and desires.

When love is sacrifice and compassion means selflessness, then hardship is a mean to attain happiness.

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It's either you hurt me
Or i hurt you
Or one of us gonna die too soon

But either way, i'll take a good care of memories we make together

I don't wanna be constrained by what's gonna make it trendy
But i do wanna set my trend
I just wanna be the top
not followers
And i just wanna express it
Is it really that good to be up there?
Be the one who's winning the end game
What's after that?
Confidence or bitter over the new comers?
What does it feel like?
Everybody's chasing your position
Do you ever feel distressed
Cause you're gonna be self deprecating like us once the throne is taken?
What is it to be in charge but fearing something you can't control in the future
Well at least we know tomorrow's gonna be **** so there's nothing bugging us about tomorrow

Now there's                                  distance
                          between us

But we're still on the same page
Have yet to move on to the next one

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Smells like cheese
But i like it when there's something cheesy between us ;p

If you're not the fighting type
Don't put our hearts in the line

I love the QWERTY key adjacency.
When mistakes happen by proximity.

I mean to take you for a RIDE not put you the SIDE. By the way it's new YEARS not new TEARS so let's find the ROOT of our problems and not FOOT the pedal too much. I don't mean to get COLD i just wanna be BOLD for my statement. And i am not FOLDINg on you, in fact i always FIND us FONDLy attached.

But unlike the typos, with you i mean what i mean when i say i LOVE you and there's no typo for LOVE except for us to LIVE happily together. :))

I've got an online bestfriend
None of our circle and family intersects
So i know for sure when he dies i won't even know that that day is his funeral

Or could be the other way 'round

It's called "falling in love" 'cause it really feels like falling

I rarely talked about love
Because the word "love" in a sentence is really sentencing by itself.

No sparks, only riddle
A ceased ark, arcs kindled
In stark, on rubble
Ignited and ceased all over

Matchstick love, matched love
Likened to fire, the story told
Fondness strikes, flicked desire
Ignited and ceased all over

Torched knife, feelings scorched
Once melted, now hardened
Now breaks, once settled
Ignited and ceased

All over