When It Begins Who Makes it To The End

Never once shall you concede from grief will you bleed born! from the seeds of your deeds. For the lessor of men who would deny a woman's love a fool is never accused of being smart, still proving that you are not! Such layers of shame peeling the husk before adjudication now thy hesitation cowardly hiding…Read more When It Begins Who Makes it To The End

If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me

Nameless narrations before artificial condemnation, my situation fearing the unspoken path among the tokens of my tainted past. Created diversions my unwanted conversion, consuming perversion still, I chose neither meek or discreet, can't repeat unwilling to delete. The crowd is what a fool believes redemption a tease! if you please aroused? ruckus rubbish never admit…Read more If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me

Life Is Not Nice It Has A Price But Never Twice

The whisper in the wind that's your mind's eye you decided to let pass by, it was enthusiastic if not empathetic as expected when not diplomatic could be apathetic, your denial is energetic! which is pathetic before a fool who will regret it. All of which to say when you twist needs and wants when could, would…Read more Life Is Not Nice It Has A Price But Never Twice