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Jamie Dec 2018
This is for the introverted kid on his lonesome
One of Lauryn Hills lost ones
Eyes burning him down like acidic solvents
Pressed down and sprayed at for low prices like cheap deodorants
Ever-changing skintone from the haematomas
Losing friends who he's been with the closest
What's the point keep cards close to your chest if you're just gonna fold quick
Council estates have turned into war camps
Now the ends are looking like Colditz
I guess that'd explain why everyone in the bits is speaking Polish
Youths are hiding in alleyways gripping knives that are stolen
With a razor sharp focus
Aligning the moment then he zones in
An act of violence turns to a condolence
Flowers and roses
A single mothers heart is broken
Shattered and open
Tears stream that could fill an ocean
The kid was sacrificed and cut inside like Kingsley Coman
Underhand tactics used like sneaky trojans
It was for the kid I bet you
The ambience started hard but went soft like fresh fruits
Just be careful and keep those that respect you.
Twitter: @JxmieHxll
Words are thrown and land like blows to the heart.

Careless abandon, litteration of jove, blunt punch contusions to the soul.

No apology needed, it is just fun, leaving dark whispers of pain in nerves.

Under the skin haematomas swell with each blow from words you puke

Jagged edged swipe rips open the flesh of a beautiful soul that screams 'why?'

Called to account deny, attack and reverse to the victim as offender for being too tender.

Darvo your name says it all, no sense of remorse no care in the world

The wake from the storm of the dark sea of your mind engulfs the screams of your 'offender'

You ride on pleased with your song of 'gags' abuse from the slap of your vile words.
This is dark trying to raise awareness of gaslighting 'jokes' a 3 am inspiration as my head hit the pillow.

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