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SENTIMENTAL
There's a place for Sentimental
It's just a shame, that she's deep inside my brain
Behind my issues
Incarcerated by the pain
Thorns & thistles
Her labor, in vain, is consequential
Confused & dazed
All she knows is that she'll never be the same
As time gets away
Sentimental prays to God everyday
That she can do the same thing
I treat her good though
Keep her safe, locked up & tucked away
Don't let her speak much
But we communicate in other ways
We meditate & reminisce
'Bout back in da day
Until she gets to poutin'
Asking why I can't stay
Selling empty threats & claiming that she's gonna escape
It breaks my heart, every time I try to explain
That it was best for both of us
If I keep her in chains
Otherwise we'd both be victimized
By going insane
For the good times we had, were not good
They were great!
She peers through my eyes
To see my world, through those windows
And discovers, that she suffers from my Stockholm Syndrome
Being wise enough to know that knowledge differs from wisdom
Suddenly, it came to me
And blew my mind like a missile
Sentimental is having my child!
Knowing all the while, she nods her head & gently cracks a smile
*disDain*
It's just a shame, that she's deep inside my brain
Behind my issues
Incarcerated by the pain
Thorns & thistles
Her labor, in vain, is consequential
Confused & dazed
All she knows is that she'll never be the same
As time gets away
Sentimental prays to God everyday
That she can do the same thing
I treat her good though
Keep her safe, locked up & tucked away
Don't let her speak much
But we communicate in other ways
We meditate & reminisce
'Bout back in da day
Until she gets to poutin'
Asking why I can't stay
Selling empty threats & claiming that she's gonna escape
It breaks my heart, every time I try to explain
That it was best for both of us
If I keep her in chains
Otherwise we'd both be victimized
By going insane
For the good times we had, were not good
They were great!
She peers through my eyes
To see my world, through those windows
And discovers, that she suffers from my Stockholm Syndrome
Being wise enough to know that knowledge differs from wisdom
Suddenly, it came to me
And blew my mind like a missile
Sentimental is having my child!
Knowing all the while, she nods her head & gently cracks a smile
*disDain*
Published 28th Apr 2013
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28th Apr 2013 8:02pm
Your muse will always understand she belongs to you and will follow your hand.Nice piece.
Red
Red
28th Apr 2013 8:25pm
Hmm...Me, Sentimental & my Muse...Sounds like a helluva threesome to me...lol...Thanks Red
28th Apr 2013 9:36pm
YOU are pure LAVA with a PEN!
You burn the paper and leave a unqiue impression, that only you can deeply brand in the minds of your readers! xo
You burn the paper and leave a unqiue impression, that only you can deeply brand in the minds of your readers! xo
28th Apr 2013 10:15pm
28th Apr 2013 11:44pm
There's always a deep sense of connection in your pieces that flow from your pen like water filling all nooks and crannies of the reader's imagination with your flawless imagery...supremely gifted you are bro...
29th Apr 2013 1:51am
That's wassup Naaj... Thanks, Bruh! Those feelings are COMPLETELY mutual... Peace
29th Apr 2013 7:34pm
What's funny is I know her twin sister, n that biddy is constantly puppeteering my ass like crazy, think I need bigger better locks, where'd you buy yours bro?!? lol
Awesome, powerful, tight flow!!
Awesome, powerful, tight flow!!
30th Apr 2013 3:00am
Hahaha... Shoot bro, I'm talking out da side of my neck... If anything, the scenario is reversed, and she got me locked up & incarcerated with the good times...lol
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6th May 2013 7:04am
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6th May 2013 7:49am
lmao...only on bright & sunny days with no chance of overcast or precipitation...lol
