American Concubine - RAYNASTHEORY
He touched me unassumingly
But pleasingly
He still believes in me
Truth be told
With words unspoken
He seen my heart
He rectified the broken
What goes around, comes around
She is MISS KARMA
A whirlwind of madness
The ultimate drama
She keeps me in my place
Ice box fever til he erases
Living in an empty space
Until I feel the secure embrace
Its a steady repeart of daily sin
No wonder I can't ever win
Lonely night of tragedy
I wonder when he'll come back to me
There's no pressure, no use
Brutal force just won't do
So I talk softly mentally
Spilling out words frantically
Hope no one sees my insanity
Cuz all is lost if it isn't subliminally
So I am invisible, until he tickles my spine
Making me feel like I am losing my mind
I hurt deep
Cut just evenly
I have no face
No name
Not being by his side
Is making me insane
She isn't enough
She isn't me
It's a craving, apparently
They say concubines are side quotes
The ones who want the hieroglyphic routes
What most don't know is that they get
The things he doesn't give to you
The smooth essence of the eternal everyday
The times spent apart leaves him in pain
The ache for his concubine will never subside
THIS IS THE LIFE OF AN AMERICAN CONCUBINE
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He touched me unassumingly
But pleasingly
He still believes in me
Truth be told
With words unspoken
He seen my heart
He rectified the broken
What goes around, comes around
She is MISS KARMA
A whirlwind of madness
The ultimate drama
She keeps me in my place
Ice box fever til he erases
Living in an empty space
Until I feel the secure embrace
Its a steady repeart of daily sin
No wonder I can't ever win
Lonely night of tragedy
I wonder when he'll come back to me
There's no pressure, no use
Brutal force just won't do
So I talk softly mentally
Spilling out words frantically
Hope no one sees my insanity
Cuz all is lost if it isn't subliminally
So I am invisible, until he tickles my spine
Making me feel like I am losing my mind
I hurt deep
Cut just evenly
I have no face
No name
Not being by his side
Is making me insane
She isn't enough
She isn't me
It's a craving, apparently
They say concubines are side quotes
The ones who want the hieroglyphic routes
What most don't know is that they get
The things he doesn't give to you
The smooth essence of the eternal everyday
The times spent apart leaves him in pain
The ache for his concubine will never subside
THIS IS THE LIFE OF AN AMERICAN CONCUBINE
Connect with the exquisite Rayna's Theory
BlogSpot (Hip Hop/ Music Culture)
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wow deep i can only imagine god those who were able to handle it very nice work maestroman
ReplyDeleteThank you! You're support is amazing!
DeleteOMG I LOVE THIS ONE, excellent Rayna :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! I wrote this one two years ago and had to share it!
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