July 17 untitled

There goes anotherAdded to the list of no nosTired of this circle of emotionsReached too many dead endsTurn around see a new turnDebating as to whether to let the desire burn to take a step in the direction I see before meThere goes another moment I've seen beforeThis time I will do it another wayWalk backwards,expectations noneWith a slate as clean as iceCareful not to slip and fallNone to catch me yet surrounded by allUncertainty engulfs my soulAn inner debate of sortsTackle the unknownOr return to the devil I've always knownOn the grassy path,oblivious to the early morning dewLay down to rest...

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What they say and we listen...

In recent times my words had been reduced to nothing short of a waste of time. I lost all inspiration to produce any written work of value, when I actually wrote. The monotony in my words was fast becoming and painful torture, and old habits of sticking to a familiar proved to die hard indeed. All this was certain to go on, but one week changed all of that. One week changed my words from useless, to fruitful. Not in their message, but from the sheer substance that brought them into existence....

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"MOTHER" inspired by Mo Handahu(www.clutchculture.com)

She sits at her tableLost in thoughtUnable to put thoughts to paperBut she knows to write this letterShe let's her fingers do the walking for her heartDarling motherAll is well no need to wonder If princess smiles or shudders in the coldness of lifeShe sits at her tableLost in thoughtUnable to put thoughts to paperBut she knows to write this letterShe let's her fingers do the walking for her heartDarling motherAll is well no need to wonder If princess smiles or shudders in the coldness of lifeI follow my hearts desiresYou'l be happy to know I caught my dreamAll around herSits her art translated...

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LOVE ANTIDOTE ft KAYO

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FOR MY BOYS AT INTERIM

Interim Records,Thanks for the love and support thus far.Keeping it 10...

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Tears in the morning by Raphael

I lay on a bed, next to a beautiful woman. Rays of golden light make their way through the lacy curtains. My eyes trace the blank ceiling, as I search for any abnormalities. None are found. I let out a light yawn, and it is then that I realize that the air around me is dry. However I make no attempt to reach for the glass of water only an arm's length away from me.A siren suddenly puts an end to the silence. Probably a police car. It's noise momentarily steals my attention from the thoughts already occupying my mind. Sweet sweet thoughts. For a short time, I wonder what bad thing my have happened...

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