The Hands That Dropped The Truth Chapter 1

  1.  I just can’t catch up to my sleep! Stuff crawling across the walls in my dark room. Begging me to join. Have you ever wanted to?Help a dead person?
  2. If you die…. Or try it on for size… Scared across the wrist… Vice versa left behind another figure. Just to feel the rush of your existence…
  3. What you know bout? Black roses on caskets! The starving Marvin’s on the planet! All that matter is a damn ceiling… Crumbling… Into hell…
  4. From sexualy abused mini voices! Face pale pilgrim’s! Dark plated snatched! Right out of the hands of hungry children! Everywhere…
  5. The dead beat death. I love so bad… The sadistic programs on devices we laugh at… Brain washing….. Back tracking like bears!
  6. Preditors after the misunderstood! The true predictors! The false pretenders! That wear white robes or… Bussness clothes! Flat shoes! Inside self no souls…….
  7. Bright smiles with… Dark insides… Black of the black! Dark of the dark! Facing me! In my dreams!
  8. Through transmission subliminal! Waves inter the mind…. Fried and freekeh seed the way we all think…….. I’m… Dayzed… Confused… I’m a criminal… Trust me if you want to…
  9. I’m the general of honor… At the top shelf of my genre X… Laying down the grown wires of giving and receiving respect…
  10. She looks at that man for his laughter… White teeth… happy go lucky smile… Then look at me and pass me by… I’m use to that by now…
  11. Keeping in mind that only the… Real recognizes… Real… Fake… Breaks down like parcel payments…. The looks on those scarecrows faces…
  12. Demons! Please! Don’t take her away! My dead Queen of! Reality… Realizing that… The only crime I’ve ever committed was……. Authenticity… Reality kills the weaklings… Using there own hands when hard times come round.
  13. Stuck on bandaid brands! Germs still stick on them plastic branded… When the unheard! Will alway be the pure! Handcuffed to! Chasing there own freedom! Justice for some…

Nevermind me…

Cuz I be…

From the slums…

Tons of gunz…

Drugz and funz…

Holding murder…….

7 x like my first son…

I don’t have one…

So I never held one…

May she live on through poverty…

Preach away through manifestos….

Manifestation of light that never came on…

I’ll proudly die with her!

Just for my life to move on…

With out her even asking…

I’m inlove with the dead…

Eternal sleep for the forseres

The only way to awaken…

Life or death….

Poor and struggling…

Loosing our minds…

with no support to hold us up…..

Life or death!

I feel like…

My bride…

Will always be my death….

Mind awakend…

You just wouldn’t understand…

This land isn’t even our land….

More and more…

The Rapture quitly advances…

Come and give me a kiss babe…

I’ll be waiting….

For fiery romances…

I love her………..

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