Crushed from the inside out
As those tore her heart about
Electro magnetic pulse
Turned me all about
Timeless I suppose
Charging a giro sending a pulse
Pusedo genius I enclosed
Prodigy maybe so
Motionless setting tone
Sending my frequencies
Multi sailing through fragmenting L to C
Ohh drat I don't know
Like poker to a cave
Half Russian half Italian
Mocking her intellect
While having her uhhmm
Her haveing you on connect
I do love mirrors
On a clouded day
Per say
Sixth sense are you
degreeing with me
Yes nod your head
As he stood puking up the sun
From Adams Ben
For she worth more live
Than dead
And I like the weight of her majesty lay deep in her ocean
Crushing total game!
I never really liked triangles
It's love
in the 3rd degree
And she is a she
Like an ace gone missing
Nothing up her sleeve
Don't fret
For this mere poetry
And Monday will be
Slender and sleek
Behind bars...
Know what I mean
Your dipping *****
Wiping clean
Not on me!!!!!
So please spare the lady
Some dignity...
For she like to think
For herself
On a day of laundry
Only!
And playing on her phone...
How she miss her children so
Maybe we should let this go
As y'all do
Misses I mean Mr. T!!!
Seems unfair if you ask me!!!

Your a virus
Afraid of the dark
And I Ecclesiophobia
With no name for a
saint
Your much more at fault
Each time you make me fall
You hold me in quill like
the ink of a scholar
When more holy than
the blood of a martyr
When I faultier
through the Nile
In exile
With you
As we both
Lead astray
Each forgetting
Only
Essence is everlasting
As the sun
To moon
Beyond time
What matters not
To you
But I
Forged in thought
As you forgot
Season snared setting
your own trap
Left me
to thurst a bodkin
into my head
without hurting
left
For dead

You always listen to me
When I'm away
I only have
You
Breathing memories
Down my spine
Holding my hand
Like when you said
Shhhhhhh
I need you
But I was too
damaged
To be true for you
Like slamming the brakes
When driving off
Instead of the gas
Creating writers block
Deep bass in my veins
I can't remember
Which one didn't say
Goodbye last
I guess we were
Suppose to return
To ash
as I
Drift into these pages
Like throwing rocks
At your windows
A shattered pain
Making you learn
To love again
Each time you drive
Off
leaving me
At writers block