Submissions by Hegemon
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Carpet Dreams (Dust Bunnie the Hunger Smith)
Jotting at the audibly adorned, adoring from floor space, got gaps in the face afforded by the lack of importance, at least lest impressed with the moral contortions, affording confidence in conscience by the portion, pouring by the jug, I'd be lucky huffing it, hugging trips? No, you're living off of the shit.
Meat and a mackerel, seeds in the satchel, back it up theres meters to mantle, heat got the heart to handle and he gone treat you the same, ashamed in some shambles
Clumps, castle to some, massive rug, rubbing in as such, drug it out, bown down, but it's now brown...
Meat and a mackerel, seeds in the satchel, back it up theres meters to mantle, heat got the heart to handle and he gone treat you the same, ashamed in some shambles
Clumps, castle to some, massive rug, rubbing in as such, drug it out, bown down, but it's now brown...
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
#rap
#philosophical
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Argo
Argyle, gems prone forth a plain sect, texts passively affect an alone art style, bore jade in age of resentment, by dull senses we eased the recovery, gave sage blossoms in wait of obstinance but blessed before i could take, if i could thank it id just simply nod and wave away.
Sounds chase an audible depth pressed in time with these sentences, cents loose lodged along pocket lint, well get lost self indulgent on that laundry smell but soon forget where our ideal physche went with it.
Zeal feels out of normalcy, fiddle with no eyesight of the phsyical department, widdled is the...
Sounds chase an audible depth pressed in time with these sentences, cents loose lodged along pocket lint, well get lost self indulgent on that laundry smell but soon forget where our ideal physche went with it.
Zeal feels out of normalcy, fiddle with no eyesight of the phsyical department, widdled is the...
#music
#rhyming
#lyrics
#rap
#philosophical
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Psyche drippings
Astray on the Mayfield or Mayweather of maybes, destitute shelves say set sail yet the destinations hazy, find the way on the way and pray present predicament prods just under enough to go crazy
Drift ashore, soaking up the wisdom of water down every pore, and when wetness sets in I'll learn a lesson bout control and concession, pressure on pressing in, letters form words hoarding more meaning than i meant when a severed mass manipulates a message
Graze faintly over grass blades and faint pedals, bipedal so to get somewhere perhaps the point, bipolar but we deserve every side to...
Drift ashore, soaking up the wisdom of water down every pore, and when wetness sets in I'll learn a lesson bout control and concession, pressure on pressing in, letters form words hoarding more meaning than i meant when a severed mass manipulates a message
Graze faintly over grass blades and faint pedals, bipedal so to get somewhere perhaps the point, bipolar but we deserve every side to...
#rhyming
#lyrics
#rap #philosophical
#rap #philosophical
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Repetition of a Burnt Tongue
Half awake but still hunting for that metal taste,
Melt the iron in your blood just to mold it to the same shape,
This way you wont change when you wait for me
Why do you feel so bad when youre so lucky?
Ungrateful, with the aura of an angel
But your chakras got me blocked up i dont want ya i just need to sip on your saint flow
Catch me hoppin out your window in the night like a vampire, i dont really want her i just wanna look good when i stand by her, and i know she gon leave just before the time is right, but at least she strutting out that sky like some...
Melt the iron in your blood just to mold it to the same shape,
This way you wont change when you wait for me
Why do you feel so bad when youre so lucky?
Ungrateful, with the aura of an angel
But your chakras got me blocked up i dont want ya i just need to sip on your saint flow
Catch me hoppin out your window in the night like a vampire, i dont really want her i just wanna look good when i stand by her, and i know she gon leave just before the time is right, but at least she strutting out that sky like some...
#romantic
#scary
#lyrics
#tragedy
#rap
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