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  Sep 2019 GarçonDelLaOcean
Ciel Noir
What other kind              of creature could divide        
        Each different thing             into its different sides                
  With chaos versus             order, dark and light
The stark duality of         wrong and right
We even split the very        world in two
With human versus human,       we and you
But still no matter how much      we divide
Each thing has infinitely many      sides
Speak lightly  don’t abrupt my social anxiety
Said you’re Tired of me well that makes three
Since I’m always tired looking at thee
It’s 7:30 in the morning and sunlight looking oddly boring
Haven’t been outside only working mostly

These are all the sentences that go through my mind in split seconds
Moving like bullets my head is really a lethal weapon
Other option slow my movement or distorted to a bliss
yea like the way you miss
For endorphins, working only when the body is working.


Another confidence scheme towards my low self esteem.
Yea it works wonders only when the audience is at ease.
Mannnnn....
The man on the street who sells roses to those who are prone to divorces ,in days so cold, ice is no needed,
leave in summer come back in November
thoughts of suicide
stress to my hunger
crackers in my salsas.
where did all the tortillas chips go
Lots of stuff on my minds and tons of drafts.
When it comes make sure to let it go
feeling,money, or pain it comes and go
anxiety sobriety heal the soul
find the pain they numb the screens
Seeing how we can work it out
Talk and talk that’s what’s it’s all about
Till you die then we start cry
Until tomorrow
No more sorrow we gots much to go
I took in a butterfly
Days after I forgot I had it in a cage
Now I have problems committing to anything
All started when he came in.
Nine months later
I came in.
From a product of two,
in her womb.
A product of a farmer and a hustler.
My duality brings their historical truth.
It’s where my sign align me.
The scale balancing my personality.
lessons about parental guidance all ended
till my family divided.
Then choosing a side tipped my scales aside.
Till to time prevail.
Years later after the fights have ended.
They’re wounds open that needs mending,
from a family whom I love over and over again.
This is about my family.
Scratching records,music older than the souls of the most
Bobbling heads, tracks after tracks
A lovely night, at a old time brewery
Couples of drinks till the dance floors opens
opens and dances for the dj on set
Claiming that we have auxs we only have  six tracks at best, but they can swap music faster than your favorite vibe you came with.
Put on some Latin music, before gentrification calls it define it for who didn’t grew up with it.
It’s all in vain well said, but the dj keeps spinning my favorite ****.
This will always be something I’ll remember when live music is played
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