' 'fear' 'love' 'heartbreak' trust' hate
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My dad was sippin on a bottle of Hennessy as he was also taking opioids.
My brother my aunt my cousin and my uncle tried to stop him.
Then he pulled out his gun and shot them all. I was three years old and sitting
When the sunsets
all I want to feel the breeze through my hair
Running through the waves
All I want to feel you through my skin
I grasp this second.
I hold it just for us.
Almost as if i steal it all at once
from time itself
I peserve it for us, this moment forever.
You picture me in the mirror as you
He knows.He knows that I'm already bleeding I've already fallen,I can't defend myself when it comes to him.
You know what I hate?
I hate the fact that I can’t find interest in the way the universe works.
I hate that I cannot confront a person when I know they’re wrong.
I've been going wild, going wild, going wild, going wild every-day, and I wasn't sure if we would ever meet u-up. I've been going round, going round, going round, going round figuring what I'll say. And I hope that day would come.
With feelings rushing throughMy body and mindTryin’ to express myself a million timesThrowin’ words aim at youTryin’ again was always my next move
For all those people that said they would be there I don't quite understand
What was the point of reaching out only to pull back your hand
We have little idea about how much damage we do to people each time we doubt there intentions. lack trust is the reason we hide our phones from our partners, the reason our phones is placed on silence, the reason we go out to take our calls, the
I'm still here
What a surprize
I hate the way
You told me
"you're mine"
Intimidated
Afraid
You hurt me
You left me
I can't breathe
I'm so bruised and scared
There was a time you told me For the world
I'm somebody and for your body I'm the world,You hurled
me in hot lime,now i got time, i spit best rhyme.
I will never Trust or waste the heart must adjust, I'm not making jest
