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Paul Donnell Sep 2014
Funny,
How tragedy skews your perception of time.
You think I would remember the month,
Or at least the year,
I pulled her out of that den for ***** desperate destitutes,
Trying to escape with help of Crystals and Mana.
It was cold.
Is all I remember really.
Perhaps that's a way of my mind tricking me into thinking,

It never happened.

Her crazed howls from the gurney still echo in my head.
They tell me other wise.
My last memory of my mother seems to be lost to time. was I 15 or 20?
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
My head rests like a lead balloon.
My stomach sits like a bubbling lagoon.

****,
I drank way too much again.
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
A voice like crushed ice.
grating and cool.

Sly eyes scan for
Scrumptious souls to steal

Cheeky smiles and chivalrous ways
A silver tongue to complete his play

1000 miles, and I'm still on his radar.
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
I'm a scientist *****,
Don't you know what the means?
I've got a P.h.d in physics,
Bring ya down to your knees.
I'll find your resonance frequency ,
You'll be runnin' scared,
Make you quake like Nagasaki
E=Mc^2
Yea,
Ya know the ladies love me when they're rubbin up on me
I give em' cash they shake that *** they're gettin wet off this salary
I make a hundred thousand mother ******' Gs a year,
Now whatta you do?
Sit around smoke dope and drink beer?
You wanna shoot me?
You can try if you like,
But I can predict the path of a bullet in mid flight,
I'll drop you faster than gravity with the sound of my gat,
**** you with more certainty than Schrodingers cat.
Well,
Galileo, Galileo
Whats my name?
Your girl orbits my **** she gives me head everyday

You know what entropy says?
All things must come to an end,
Well I'm your catalyst *****,
Make you wish you was dead.
Got incredibly ****** and realized I have nothing if a rap battle just happens, so,
This happened.
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
Elders from ancient times
Gifted with hardy skin
And cleansing hands.
They tower above to scrape at wisps of floating rivers.
Their sentinel  gaze watches over horizons we have yet to behold.
Guardians,
From unseen omnipotent forces,
Shelters
For weak and humbled.
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
She weaves,
Fluidly.
Lazily veering as trails left behind cast endearing auroras.
Silk, wrapping gently the porcelain scapes
and lust hued summits.
Wires drop with delicate hooks, decorated with
droll baubles.
To ensnare and pierce the dew coated mounds
with scintillating rings that dance 'round the all consuming abyss.
how how beautiful she is.
Paul Donnell Aug 2014
I am over flowing.
A tempest,
Of temperamental triads and
Trebuchet casting wards past ivory towers.

My silent guardian,
Now waxes in power and glow.
It's shadow wanes from the movement
Of Whimsical celestial tops.

Dancing,
to natures infinite rise and fall rhythm
inspired by the moon
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