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10/28/2014

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Catching sensations on these keys
Need some motivation. 
And as I...
type away this shit, I still feel like I can't resist
Thinking about sex with her, what did I just miss?
When did I make things so unmendable?
If you ask her, shit...
I guess it's debatable. 

Maybe I should call her,
Get my shit together.
Get drawn into the sweet abyss forever and ever.
Or endure. 

That's what I really want.
To feel independent, even though I'm missing out,
even though I'm here without,
even though my soul's drained.
No energy to fight this off,
or to get it off my brain. It's insane.


funkr ✓

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E. Z. Mon
10/27/2014 09:02:52 pm

I know what he means
The way she weaves her soul inbetween
It gets me like the day I knew Bruce Lee
The way she is princess
Now become a Queen

I long for her some days
But some days I remember its alright
Because all those times I looked at her
And thought she was out of sight
I remembered the most deep of insight

Thinking before feeling kills us most
It was love that connected butter with toast.
Same with the way she fills your boat
Makes your whole rhythm keep afloat
She is the one that truly knows.

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E. Z. Mon
10/27/2014 10:18:14 pm

Part 2

And if you want her hand then you must know
It is not your thoughts that make her glow
It is your heart, so bold and true
When you let, your heart be you

Pridefully gleaming you will bow
To any man with blade endowed
When you see his painful growl
Because you see his inner child

His lost, confused, angry brat
Who lost his way when momma had a heart attack
And now he's stuck in nightmare raps
Because he has no way to get past

If you can see that the heart it breathes
Then you have seen much in eternity
All that's left is to let third-eye lead
And you will finally be free'd

-Heartspeak

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funkr
10/28/2014 01:44:03 am

dayum!




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