fuckthesystem
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It is useful,sometimes,to have an
And Then,
It is a more subtle heartbreak than a The End,
And filled with more love than a full-stop.
We often think how rich we are,
Ill are your rhymes?
I don't have the time
To listen to this nonsense.
Got any cents?
Cause I need to make some change.
Perhaps my brain, rearrange
They look at me with eyes of animosity,Trying to make sense of my feelings,I refuse hugs, kisses, and smiles,Why can’t I love?It’s a complicated process,And very hard to watch behind a glass,
I have an itch-
Impossible to shake
Penetrates throught-out my skin,flesh,and bones
I cant shake it off, lingering amoung my skin
It's thick, and heavy
Sickly in scent and leaves me as tired as a pensioner
It took me few weeks to find an idea for this slam,
I’ve been scratching my head in deep thought,
Tossing and turning in my sleep for days,
Trying to figure out what to write about.
