Breath Striken

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The wind blows and your hair rises...just a bit. That is when I see your eyes at the exact moment the sun reflects and cradles them. You, at this fine moment, force air from my lungs and butterflies to dance in the pit of my stomach.

My heart beats like an eager drummer boy trying to achieve his position in his band. I am consumed and lulled by all that is you.

I need not speak and you need not worry, I will run up to you and embrace you even if you don't notice me.

I can feel the earth move under my feet and I am locked on this moment of a euphoric scene.

Each movement you make sends me and I feel the wave of allurement over throw my senses. I know this moment in time is one that I will cherish forever.

All too soon, the clouds move in and the sun hides it's smiling face. I search for the woman that entranced my soul and beckoned my love. Just in that instant she was gone. I roamed like a nomad searching for her grace. Only to stumble on the nectar of her true vein.


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Huntsmen

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Huntsmen

The freezing cold night sweeps by in the heat of the summer. I can feel the chill and the lingering taste of hunger. I've seen seasons change, but not like this. The thunderous sounds of the bold first kiss rumbles through time like something I missed. I could have read it wrong or heard it unclear, but none of this shows passion, it’s genuinely clear. The sweat no longer trickles down my backside but my mouth is parched from playing on the wayside. The rumors of love seems to have diminished and ignited into flames of harsh tongue. He wonders why my feelings are numb.

My lengthy dangling arms swing to embrace my pulled up legs. The pounding feeling beating against my chest never gives rest. I might have felt wetness trickle down my cheek but it was just the wind brushing against me. My head hangs low touching my knees and I can hear that same wind whispering to me.

The sound of angels singing in through the fog and I see more clear with all the haziness around. I pull myself up and I rise to my feet. I let that wind pull and tug at me. I want to fight but my will isn’t strong anymore. The damn thing has more knife wounds then a murderous hell hound.

His flesh temptations has yanked at my soul, has killed my spirit and swept me into the under tow. The visions he cherishes has put out my fire, has sprayed my skin with acid and disfigured my armor. He’s a huntsmen and set on a prowl. Clearly to attain his beauties and power.

So when is enough, enough for him? He’s already torn and marked my skin. The scars are not visible but so clear to me. That is why I am walking towards where the wind blows me. When I am not longer in sight and he can’t grasp me. That is when my shadow will be his only memory. The hail storm beating on his chest tormenting him to insane. While I take my seat with those who know I remain.

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Lyrically Unheard

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Lyrical warfare, assassination of the mentally corrupt
Crush party-goers, I can't get enough
Slaughter insight of the page book genius
No credit for they deem me a defective delinquent

I write, you can't hear me verbalize
Open your eyes, I'm quite the surprise
My words will tear out your spine
Or make you feel heaven through your mind

None of this is to be said just to intimidate
I don't mind being read cause your world lacks enervate
However, I'm often looked at as the underdog
Most of them got it all wrong
With my words, I'll always stand strong

For those who can't see, just grab a book
Create a world with just one look
Indulge in the mid of some other
The words will bring you to a new place
One for you to embrace
The haunting of the soul can embark on journeys
Open a book and find fantasy
Explore with your imagination
You never know until you take the time to see

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Rectify Me

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The sound of twigs breaking under my feet
Ressounds in my being like bones breaking
My heart, it bleeds black from his curse
My stride is just that of a zombie's lurk
It hasn't taken from the time of hurt

My body hangs lifeless in a mute position
What I had to do to save you ultimately went against my
Better intution
I can still hear the words billowing into the air
I know that you meant them that is why they won't disappear

On the outside, I look like a beauty Queen
On the inside my twins rumble like boxing feinds
I wonder if they heard you too
How I am not the one and I prepared myself to lose

You rectify the broken of yesterdays harsh embrace
Just to wake up today and send me back to that cold place
So where do I stand?

Somewhere between chaos and no man's land

Forever is a long time when doubt courses through your viens


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SomeBody I Used To Know

GOTYE - Somebody That I Used To Know

The passion ignited immediately
I know you felt it
But that gut feeling of everness
Left unsided

This can't be my fault
I seen the missed calls
You said she "is just a friend"
Yet she has EX attached to her title

The swarm of bees stung me
I could feel my insides swell
The proverbial "friend"
That was front for something to come

I knew you were itching for something more
That's when I open to close the door
Now you sit and think about when we were together
Do you miss your family? Or that significant other?

My intuition states that you cry for me at night
I turn a blind eye when I pass you by
You're barely someone that I used to know
I can't see you as much else, knowing that you couldn't let go

Here is your heart back
The lies seem to be circlng it
You were still clinging to the past
I was happy...do you remember this? or was that too an act?

You say you don't need my love
But that same one you couldn't disengage
Broke your heart
It was protected with me
But now you're just somebody that I used to know
There is nothing left but the cringing sound of your false promises

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Life Lost

I can smell the depths of the past

Leaking all over like a junkie smoking crack

The sweat of the night just rearing its head

I was told there weren’t any warning signs

So why is she dead?

That this is how it is

But if you really listened to hear

You would’ve heard her cries

Maybe we could see the reality through her crooked lies

She was desperate

Her mind a tangled place of insane

Her body a glistening realm

But no one knew she was at a loss with no gain

Since she didn’t wear woe on her face

There was no way to explain

That the meeting of the minds

Wasn’t really a game plan

Now her body hugs the floor

Life now invisible

No place like home

But I can’t grasp the principle

How does this happen?

Who is to blame?

A woman with promise

But no one knew her name

4 siblings

3 kids

2 loves

1 result

I loved her more than life

There is no doubt about that

I couldn’t save her though

That’s a blunt fact

13 years later, I still feel the numbness

Cookie crumb trail of the dark abyss

Her kids have kids

Does she know what she has missed?

Sadness took her life

What do you know about this?

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Torn

Skin is milky, but my heartbeats black

Turn around take the knife out my back

Death consumes me

Lies weren't truth you see

You smile in my face

Words you spit put my name to disgrace

Laying on the floor

The world turns uncontrollably

Emptiness in your sorry 

Pour salt to my wounds

That bad hit marked my skin woefully

Tore my soul

Thought you could win with the lies you told

Knock me down with a kickspin

Hunger and pain from that

Is my sin

I lay eyes closed but I'm wide awake

Tears don't stream down my face

I have no emotion

Coldness took over

Your actions right there just made me bolder

I fight back incessantly

Broken bones don't get the best of me

Strength is far greater than we believe

I'll pack ya bags

Make you leave

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American Concubine

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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My Heart

My heart he searched for

Til dawn I was told

When he found it

It was black & cold

He nourished it

Brought it back to life

I sit and wonder why? Oh why?

"My love" he screamed

Passion in his eye

I love you more today

Than the day you died

My pain & ache deep, deep inside

Is why I have strength to never cry

My heart he saved

Has a vivid memory of yesterday's pain

My heart he saved

Torn and tattered, but now its brave

My heart he saved

Its where he tattooed his name

My heart he saved

His life he gave

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