WriteEyez

Itz something to think about
When left, I go right. No doubt
Of doubtful bouts
Creep creeping to that  
Special red light
Juzt before chasing falling waters
That only fall when it reignz
In summertime when scrubs
Ride shotgun to seem important
Tender love and care could careless
That emotions never got their due diligence of poetic justices
And when we finally  
Set it the fux off
It was unpretty and sexy
All at once.
 
Rezt in the piece of peaces
Your heart sought, that your soul found...