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Tejas Srivastava Apr 2016
Ts
Trust, ties, tears, tears;
With setting rising sun,
just Truth remains.

Trinity's traits transcending to transcript,
The temple trusting the tryst to tall togas;
Truces, tangs, tangles, tags, teams,
with tricks or trills are tackled, tamed by
Those trained to taste the towering truth.

Taints, taboos, tattoos;
With cycling of seasons,
only Truth stays there.

Transgressing traps, talons, treasons,
Thorns, thongs, tides translucent;
These tapes, talks, tales transient,
Are trifles, tickles, trivial, trite;
To tribes treading the track of truth.

Talents, tacts, top techs;
Against infinite labyrinth,
Truth alone can pass.

Taut troops trotting the toiling trek;
Taunting, tapering the tonnage of trash;
Transversing tough tests of tempts,
Are trails of tiring trials, For
Those who treble the tone of truth.

Thrashing traumas to transfixing trance;
With beast or with beauty,
Truth belongs to soul.

Through love and death,
the true timeless tapestries;
Life translates to truth,
and becomes a happy moment;
The moment which is forever.
My thoughts went halftime in the winnertime
Tryna picture my beautiful feline feelin' kind
Once she's grind i know shes mind but designed
Since i saw prophecy spitting before me
**** baby why you had to be in a coma see
Now i gotta retrace pace my track on wax facts
Chillin' in all in my head it aint enuff bread
To bring you back from the dead bloodshed
All across the page red seems like deaths fed
Into the ghetto hard to let go mental ******
I gotta sweettooth from twistin' metals like pretzel
Embezzle a kettle steaming beaming scheming
From the night plots glocks keep blocks hot
how many ****** is gone get shot wise a knot
cells tied to mystics occultic knowledge brolic
**** head to an alcoholic now matter how you call it
Im still spinnin' phrases
Pipe down the craziness finesse a bless
Herbs hit my chest invest my thought process
tapes flipped from another page script ripped
from the insane scandals of broken memory lanes

Though tears cant bring you back my world's black
Gone off the **** as I write another song
In memory of you and all yallz whos lost
Souls that got tossed by the mosh pit sick
Of earth hells bells casted all over our shells
Yo its gods'spell living out the foul wills
The bible ain't nothing but a bloodspill
They say chill i ain't easing up on the thrills
Only spit the real facts to react truth impacts
See the lies break away from the tacts
Pitch that preacher **** emotions sticks
Once the last facetop of the coffin hits sits
In the deepest of the heart gone apart my loves strong
Comforts pain like a dove above they shove
Over your things recycling past clings stings
the psychical its habitual enemies front you
they pain to bring you down their lanes cranes
of hate knocking down ya fate I can relate
I try break away from the evil that sours out of the skies pane
Mind gazing amazing as im grazing memory lane

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