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Quentin Briscoe Apr 2013
Have you ever seen a raoch
that thinks it is a butterfly
golden in color
bold in nature
Not scared to fly.....

But you want it to die...
So
Which will you be
A Dreamer...
or
A Killer...

only one is predicted live forever.
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
HE would not,

come down
from the

CROSS!!!!

For me.........
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
Because it just wouldn't work...
I didn't realize until....
you were screaming my name...
on call, at will...

Because you just wouldn't change...
I cared for you still....
When you hated yourself..
I saw what was Real...

Because it just wouldn't play out..
Even with I love you's
That was just a temporary out...
for your deeper issues..

Because it wasn't meant to be....
I wasn't the way you want me,
didn't say what you need...
But you said you needed me,

Because I was just a selfish Standard,
the root of all men,
the same old lie
told over and over again...

Because You felt so good
You tasted so sweet......
Made me feel strong
So I could lift you off your feet.....

Because of your hair in my face,
Your lips around my tongue,
Your all night energy,
Made me feel young...

Because I could go on for days
about how you were the one.....
but it just wouldn't work out
I was having too much fun....
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
the grind...of a child with such imagination...that he can do anything with a cardboard box, a broom stick, and some determenation...sail the seven seas and those two big oceans... slay a dragon on his faithful steed in one swing motion...and rock every home with a song on the tv screen...making all the little girls screem...And to him this aint a dream...but his grind...something he did all the time..his 9 to 5 or his 9 to 9 cuz at night it was bed time...mission after mission damsel after damsel...rocking every mic from his mom's broom handle...they told him about heros, preached stories of kings and showed him the stars...I want to be who they are...but the world aint his imagination..he wasn't born into the position...And he bled from 9 to 5 doing things not of his creation...until he said I believe in Me...I will become all three!!..Think my grind is silly.... playtime will become my reality!!
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
Cuts in my arms,
testify
I've been whipped
into shape!!!
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
With lips like yours
I'm going to need emergency
Resuscitation!!!!
Quentin Briscoe Mar 2013
The relationships I never had...
                                         are only
The acquaintances I hope to last...
                                         in some
Light i hope I could grasp...
                                        friendship
Meaning retake the past...
                                        but only
For a little while be there...
                                        not long
Just enough for them to care...
                                        about me
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