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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
In The Game~with the Badass DevilsChild
#dark
#evil
#rap
619 reads
7 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
In The Game~with the Badass DevilsChild
#dark
#evil
#rap
619 reads
7 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
9th Nov 2019 1:53pm
In The Game~with the Badass DevilsChild
#dark
#evil
#rap
619 reads
7 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
15th May 2020 7:08am
15th May 2020 7:08am
Note to Myself
I can never forget where I came from,
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
#happiness
#uplifting
#SelfReflection #rap
#SelfReflection #rap
553 reads
4 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
15th May 2020 7:08am
15th May 2020 7:08am
Note to Myself
I can never forget where I came from,
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
#happiness
#uplifting
#SelfReflection #rap
#SelfReflection #rap
553 reads
4 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
15th May 2020 7:08am
15th May 2020 7:08am
Note to Myself
I can never forget where I came from,
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
#happiness
#uplifting
#SelfReflection #rap
#SelfReflection #rap
553 reads
4 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
15th May 2020 7:08am
15th May 2020 7:08am
Note to Myself
I can never forget where I came from,
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
Fresh from the womb and 28 years later
I am no longer a tiny or singular crumb
On the horizon. I can never be a traitor
To my parents who gave me life, nor can
I betray my heart that never gave up on
Me. I can never be dependent on a man
To give me happiness or love and gone
Are days of darkness as the light streams
In. People think they can be the ones to
Steer me away from the dreary dreams
Keeping me up late, but I constantly grew
Tired of people thinking they know me ...
#happiness
#uplifting
#SelfReflection #rap
#SelfReflection #rap
553 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th May 2020 6:02pm
11th May 2020 6:02pm
Damn These Bars
Freeze! Please don’t light that match or I’ll call dispatch
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #rap
#WritingPoetry #rap
1015 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th May 2020 6:02pm
11th May 2020 6:02pm
Damn These Bars
Freeze! Please don’t light that match or I’ll call dispatch
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #rap
#WritingPoetry #rap
1015 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th May 2020 6:02pm
11th May 2020 6:02pm
Damn These Bars
Freeze! Please don’t light that match or I’ll call dispatch
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #rap
#WritingPoetry #rap
1015 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th May 2020 6:02pm
11th May 2020 6:02pm
Damn These Bars
Freeze! Please don’t light that match or I’ll call dispatch
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game
My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing
Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #rap
#WritingPoetry #rap
1015 reads
10 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
29th Mar 2022 1:10am
29th Mar 2022 1:10am
Sick Schket
i jus keep rappin n writin it all down
spillin my guts like i’ma bout to skip town
makin plans dreamin bout the west coast
so see ya later but then again maybe i won’t
obsessin over voices spillin outa my head
can’t fkn focus on my work for more thana min
tryna rhyme everythin like a neurotic compulsion my own predispositions are fkn revolting
like who do i think i am, somethin fkn holy
that’s laughable when i’m so fkn toxic n lonely
bored with this life n can’t stop yappin about it
wanna tell them all to fuck off n get fkn violent...
spillin my guts like i’ma bout to skip town
makin plans dreamin bout the west coast
so see ya later but then again maybe i won’t
obsessin over voices spillin outa my head
can’t fkn focus on my work for more thana min
tryna rhyme everythin like a neurotic compulsion my own predispositions are fkn revolting
like who do i think i am, somethin fkn holy
that’s laughable when i’m so fkn toxic n lonely
bored with this life n can’t stop yappin about it
wanna tell them all to fuck off n get fkn violent...
#loneliness
#violence
#MentalHealth
#rap
#responsibility
929 reads
8 Comments
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