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 Jun 2015 McNe
wordvango
lonely
 Jun 2015 McNe
wordvango
I am getting around
the fabric of society passing by my
meaning-ness wrapped up in torn silk sheets
sewn into a pocket of
my dreaming- ness
my empty pockets
a silken red  tie strangling
white shirt my straight jacket
no under pants
no foundations to wipe my *** clean,
just the sun going up and down dreamily,
whilst, the door closes down every
dark dreary night on me taking my white shirt off,
my toes aching
my mind set on what might be
my ***** set on touching
once a dream
so upset I smoke a cigarette have a beer again,
think tomorrow,
is so different.

Alone.
again.
 Jun 2015 McNe
Santiago
I'm cut throat to the bone homies this ah vendetta
Got ah blue soldier rag around the black Berreta
Stacking cheddar twenty G's or better
With my teflon body armor under the kahar sweater
I **** everyday hustle and ****
I'm straight nodding out slamming dope on the real
I'm in the street with that chopper toy
With ****** on my mind when I think on my boys
In the cemetery buried can't believe they gone
The secrets of events today live in
I hypnotize muthufuckers by the end of the song
They out there doing dirt toking blunts of Chron
Im ah beast ah deadly sin
In search of lost time men wants with my pen
While I'm here I snort coke drink beer
Smoke as many muthufuckers how we do around here

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm ****** again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again

So don't come close cause you might get shot
All you friendly muthufuckers trying to swoop by the
block
This the end of the line cause I'm knowing your kind
You deceptive little strangers undercover C.I's
West Siding all over the map
I'm posted with the strap overseeing the trap
I stay stuffing the ******* spliff with Kush
Enemies get clapped in the gang ambush
This my new **** it's gon' fade the planet
The bullets that I spark got the pigs harassing
The Feds crashing they got the block all hot
And it don't get no realer outlined in chalk
Ese rubber band stacks pay the studio time
And when I'm in the booth I'm like Ginkolin high
This ah novel so put your foot on the throttle
Cause I'm about to close and you won't get no clavo

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm ****** again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again

She got married in white but she ain't no ******
She opened up her legs I go in like ah surgeon
Started working the ******* newly wed
And after I was done she gave Venom some head
At the dope house got some killers inside
With years of solitude for doing juvenile life
They puffing rifa got the K's and the sweepers
Brand new Tech nine Gates of Hell out the speaker
But at any given time they'll lay you down
I'm Tyler **** you see the hammer's come out
Blood spill and your partner get killed
His brains ******* splattered in the Coop Deville
I'm prison in your ear sick flow for real
I'm something like ah phoenix when I rise from here
There was none and the guerras begun
The clock struck twelve hear the thunder from guns

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm ****** again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again
Conejo - For There Eyes
 Jun 2015 McNe
The Broken Poet
A poem doesn't have to rhyme
It doesn't have to have a certain amount of syllables
It doesn't have to have a point
You can ramble all you want
A poem can be about anything
It can be about a dandelion and how the wind takes its seeds away to watch more grow
It could be about the closed door
And the many beautiful nightmares
Or all your heart's desires
A poem doesn't have to be about a boy or a girl
It doesn't have to be about anyone
A poem can be about your horrifying past
Just to be able to let it go
A poem can be about your dream future
Just to be able to live it
A poem can be about the crackling of a fire
The steam rising from your cup of coffee
How sweet your tea is
How unhappy or happy you are
A poem doesn't always have to be cheery or gloomy
All that matters is that your poem comes from within
A poem is a form of writing that comes from within the inner depths of your soul, mind, and heart.
 Jun 2015 McNe
Xiao - SparKticas
Not once but twice, have I broken your heart,
With each time, a little more I regret playing a part.
I messed up last night, but fixed it today,
Now I've messed up again with nothing to say.

You can't forgive me, but I dont want your leave,
Perhaps it's true we wear our hearts on our sleeve.
Man I'm a ***** up, I hate myself now,
I'd do anything to fix this, but I can't think of how.

We're not better off gone, that is a fact,
Having messed up twice, leaves me sick to my tract.
I am this monster that I see in me,
Perhaps It's better if I leave you to be....
Not once but twice in the course of 24hrs have I broken the heart of the girl I love most.
Be gone with me now as I feel so subhuman, I am a monster a **** and an ******* of a boyfriend.
I'll never deserve her, shes so perfect for me, perhaps a monster isnt meant to love at all...
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