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voyager Jun 2015
My ink flows
as tears roll down my cheek
When I write of that chick
dressed in as snow
the heartbreaker

I write of her tales
the  worst of whom she is
a pretender worst than a murderer
to me an angel she was in my point of view
hoping to have found my perfect match
Only to judge a book by its cover

In my nolstagic memory ,I recall
her beauty and hardwork she was
As time went by ,beauty and hardwork fades away.
Only to learn she's a fox amongst sheep

All that glitters is not gold
voyager Aug 2017
I find solitude by the shores
The cool summer has just arrived
By the watch of seagulls swaying side to side
Diving like the scuba
Is the rhythm by the show and the rising tides

Deeply in thoughts in my dreamland
Nolstagic memories with captain hook
In a world of captivating ideologies,neverland
Life in a matter of numbers and dominance, says hook

Size isn't the limitation but the solomonic wisdom
Based on the agenda stratification
Peter pan thrills my dreamland  
Giving hope and purpose to the affiliates

Leaving my dreamland with an option
Among daughters born of women you beat them all.
Among beautiful women you stand out.
Among those endowed with caring and loving you are in a league of your own
Among mothers and guardians, none whose kids feel well catered for like yours.
Among beautiful names given to girls, non sounds sweeter than yours switha.
Among all ornaments worn none so beautiful as your modesty on you.
Among all the lights and colours none brightens my life like you, my dear
And among all the feelings none is so nolstagic as the feeling of you beside me
And among all men am the only one just so blessed to have you in my life, my dear sweet Karwitha.
To my dear wife, a blessing God gave without any reservation to me.
He'd wig and the angry itch.
Yes ******* right.
I'm insane and ****.
A notoriously crazy *****
That rocks like.
Naked 80s hits.
Nolstagic.
For the gayest ****.
Like cornrows braiding.
Up your staff...
*** it's more ape like.
Than our ancestral
Relationship.....

I say this ****...
Knowing I could save the world.
Or maybe make em feel
It's so worth saving ****....
No matter what ******* race you is.
Or if your old or fat.
Allergic to a cat.
Or rocking braces *****....
You rich.
You slow
You like oasis wonderwall.
And Robert gowans ******* greatest hits......
Those are both good jams.
So if you like em don't think I'm saying ****...
I just meant I won't alienate you
Never
Like the older kids did when they was raising us
I wanted to be gangster so bad.
Eventually made em knew
That I'm a ****** kid.

Got accepted by some ride or dies.
And flagged by some ***** hater kids...

Now I live like I'm a Roman candle.
But I'm not staging flames
In no relationship.
I'm aimed at making everybody understand.
My angel like nature and my satan ****.
I'm bad but not perfect.
I'm great but not okay with it.
I'll laugh at you sometimes.
So were even. For all of the related ****
Insinuated. Im the bad guy Like I'm a killer.
With a ****** wit.
I prefer to think your
All my brothers grimsby.
Bout to get massaged by the real
****** kid
And I rush in and ******* save your ****.
Not knowing it's a therapist

Why do I struggle with basic languages. Oh **** *******  there it is....
So cut my shoes off and judge me.
For the frozen feet... I'm always wearing kid
I live in anguish with
Maybe one day.
Make Julien leplay
Perform a benefit for cardio vasc.
Deficiencies. Parkinsons.
And all the **** that's cancerous
While I blaze cannabis.
With the cancer kids
Until we realize we are merely just a glimmer of eternal light.
Gliding through a path of tricks.
That reflects a common sense
We pass as Devine knowings.
Through our ancestry **** and family ****....
We reflect this light
In all that's grown.
Inside our tangled garden we call
Intangible. Until the Angel's
Need an apple quick.
Than see a child return.
As a rebirth.
Or pathway that demasks the tricks.
And ask yourself.
How can a devil
Be so graceful.
I reply.
*** I'm a cancer kid
Save the world. Love life. Quick style

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