I’m just trynna be alone
So they won’t miss me when I’m home
Angels in the palace like yo little bro welcome home.



Kevarie Leslie.
10.28.22

Saw Mona Lisa in a dream an she told me my work is the greatest art Da Vinci never seen.
She broke my heart. Kilt me crime scene.
The coroner came try to pick up the pieces but a heartbreak leave no evidence to identify the cause of death. The father the son I was a ghost with heart break written all over my lung.

Love don’t exist it’s just a feeling that we made up
It’s fake what you see its just hate wearing make up
Lust in the form of love feel high like you just roll one
Heartbreak around the corner connoisseur  about to pour one

As the moon went the sun came
Birds whistle I hear train

Blue skies ravens cry
The bus stop cars drove by

When I die burry me next to my sister
Maybe then when we resurrect in the next life we will be close to each other.

Sometimes I wonder when we die where we go. Do we go anywhere or do we just vanish from existence.