solid yet transparent single father of a blister memory thorn the size of a skyscrapper over twelve seconds large feuding over many coins or a six month contract for a home overlooking a fence and some kids walking home from soccer practice flipping coins n sipping pop
Tag: Memory
fruit lovers
just a small store nothing flashy just enough to get by selling fruit and a song. wrote it for you over a pear
mamba out
i remember the first couple games you were just an ordinary man ball in the hoop day in night out than you turned into a legend eight to twenty four an all star was born five rings later a legend four kids later a man crash later a god. i can trace my love of… Continue reading mamba out
shot in the dark
sharing everything i have ever wanted, not a long list, on a posted note hidden in my favorite book. i remember those cold eyes, the ones that couldn't understand the ones that could never understand, it's why they are hidden- it's a shot in the dark but it is mine carved this hole in the… Continue reading shot in the dark
She’s the One
trapped in my head, she has the key what i'd do, to be free from me feels like a dream- a hidden scheme but back to you, baby, a center piece follow me, through hall after hallway doors honestly, feel like i've been here before probably, see you again in my dreams an ever-everything-bring me… Continue reading She’s the One
off course
everything is diluted run through a steel strainer run dry pillow talk is the only talk ran it's course off roadin'
i am sorry, justin
i am sorry, i could give you every excuse in the book: four classes and work pokemon is calling my name toxicity leaks from veins, yet nothing grieves me more knowing i kept you on hold i can say i will make it up to you, but this stylish line only dazzles in a mirror,… Continue reading i am sorry, justin
favorite streamer
only way i can explain it: the body is on a delay this isn't a live stream top dono gets a shout out no- mind moves body waits a delay one part operated by me the other i i am not sure; they're kind just not me
i am hotpocket
i don't stand a chance against the sun but someone has to he stands tall without a rival burning the less worthy like a hot pocket going around in a circle unopposed talkin' reckless can never get near 'em that's not the world i want to remember if i exist will my face be in… Continue reading i am hotpocket
