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Your Loss

I know my capabilities
But, you won't get it like that.
I know how I love
But, I can't love you like that.
You're just a dog
Trying to catch the cat.
I'll blow back your braids.
 hand you your hat.
Beat you down with a bat.
 F*** that!!
Knick, knack, patty wack.
Your loss, 
Gotta pay the cost
to be the boss.
 read between the lines, 
dental floss.
You're tossed, 
in the trash.
never needed your dusty ass.
Plus you wasn't dropping the cash 
When the rents due.
Nigga f*** you.
F***ing up my face, 
Scars on my heart.
 Was blind from the start.
Walking around, head down.
Stuck in Demonic love
I was bound. 
True Tee, 
no, F****** around.
Hands hitting me.
shattering all personality.
My Reality.
Normally, never weak.
But, this nigga had a hold on me.
I had to let him go.
A CAPITAL, T.K.O.
Hell no. 
You're no King.
"That's for sho"!
Tears singing.
"Soprano".
Should have left your ass.
A long time ago.
Washed up from the shore.
 you, and those dirty whores.
Loving you is a battle.
"WAR"!!
Can't take it no more.
Got my finger on the Barrow.
Time to close the door.
Hurt me, to the core.
"That's not what I stand for".
Sent me through hell
and back again.
Hell and back again.
God, never left.
Always, my friend.
"While you're tryna pretend".
First aid kit,
ain't getting it.
Me and cowards don't mix.
Carryijg the shadow of a broken spirit.
My Father's, my witness.
You gone get the business.
What comes around, goes around.
"Quickness"!! 
I'm just too damn good for this!!
On my bad side!!
"  list". 
Time for the album drop!!
Closed fist.
I don't need this !!
Called the quits...??
Form: Lyric


Premium Member Devils Deadly Dime

Devils deadly dime

The sign said no grown-up at the playground.
Tripping on a penny, like a mime!
My hand is in my pocket with the dime I found.
Its all mine, I asked for the devils hand that time.
Echoes in my head, bounded by a screaming sound.
Paying for a forgotten crime,
on what comes around goes around.

A prison with greed that carries an evil musical chime.
Jumping off the merry-go-round!
Encouraged by the devil,
 the pleasure of his deadly nursery rhyme. 
Now the world is measured by my blood level.

The devils delight feasted on my youth before I hit my prime.
Bashing my mind, with thoughts implanted by evil.
Entering the day with no beauty to my sublime.
Begging him to remove this anvil!

He laughed while he cursed me with a favor for a favor.
A fallout so violently in this world not civil.
One can only lust on the taste that only he can savor.
Hanging out  by the swings wounding me with prey,
on two victims to his delicious flavor.
I climb my way to teach a lesson in hate not love.
Two siblings who always scream for each other.
Giggling as I offered each a push and a shove.
Stopping they give each other a big hug.
Defeating and proving love is a stronger disease
The devil wicked eyes looking  at me like a bug.
Clawing at my inner guts with remorse that he will win this war.
Until another day one skips the penny, 
and begs a poor fool like the devil for his dime.
Tossing heads for his tail when times hits rock bottom.
I will stray away from his deadly reaction time.
He will not own my soul so freak'em,
and his greedy deadly beg of a dime.


by;pd

The Shape of a Wheel

The shape of a wheel
Wikus
1/11/2016

It is quiet, it is night
In my heart, a question bright
Should I stay, put up a fight
Should I go, despite being right

Darkness covers no unjust
In their hearts for blood the lust
We should go, they say, a must
They will never again us trust

The silence is just a guise
There word spoken, soaked with lies
Unjust to us now oversized
Their action now without surprise

Will the truth be ever known?
Will unjust to us then shown?
Peace to us was just on loan
Useless for us our fate bemoan.

But in time the sun will shine
People will drink and they will dine
No thought be given to this fear of mine
Thats the proses, time after time

What comes around, goes around
Cries of pain a dying sound
But be sure, a wheel is round
In each position, someone else be found.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Loaded Potato

Loaded Potato 
I’m not talking about food 
Just people in general 
No accountability 
No responsibilities 
Actions that affect others around you 
Poor choices 
Always excuses 
Putting the blame on someone else 
Like a loaded potato 
Two many toppings 
Always lying 
Always running away 
Always arguing 
They want their independence 
With no life experiences 
Always rebellious 
I have no sympathy for them 
They all need bootcamp 
All disrespectful 
What comes around goes around 
Nobody owes you 
Your like a loaded baked potato 
So full of yourself 
Always digging yourself in a whole 
You’re just bloated with stubbornness
Form: Rhyme

What Comes Around Goes Around

Stitches and scars will always go away

But what you did intentionally will forever stay


The words you spoke to hurt my pride

didn't hurt my pride but burned me inside


The weapons you held to input fear

All they did was make me cry tear after tear


The thousands of times you raised your hand

Were always when you were sober, or drunk on demand


The words you swore you'd never say

Sometimes haunt my every day


The anger inside comes out every once in a while

Never again to you will I make a real smile


My family members you cursed all the time

Will go on living every day to shine


You wasted all your energy on a family that can't be broken

Because of the hurt you've demonstrated and words you've spoken


We were there when you needed us the most

And for hurting us you brag and boast


But your the one who suffered the most

So do us all a favor, and move back up the coast


You used us and you got it all

But now you come back to us when you fall...
Form: Rhyme


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