I let her have him Sighs and Signs I felt relief As he fell to his feet Begging me “stay” Away I went Four times Five times I went astray Baby daddy and Dont Terry You have two I love you And I love you One a wolf One in Cahoots Egypt and Guyliner He teamed up with Pharoah Wow I saw it from another realm Craizer than Chelm I mourn for my life For theirs Heirs and spares But you were always the Trickster Spots and stripes Those wretched k***s Made peace with it all No regrets I just ball Tears for them Salty for he But Hallelujah I’m finally Free
Are you certain? I inquired. She was in an accident. And is now seemingly expired. Orange you glad you spent some time? I wouldn’t trade that experience for a dime
Baltimore and the Orioles. We loved to laugh and Consume Oreos. Elana, my Sister, My best friend~ I miss you dearly, Let’s begin Again.
Cupolas on Los Olas Street I see that death surrounds me Ice Raids and Yellow Powder In a rift with a Super Power
They say: “Capitulate Mate” Even down under is losing its state What ever will we all do Maybe start to practice some Voodoo
Magic attack It tastes better than a snack Brewing up a good plan Im going on a trip to Amsterdam
Gonna shake the grounds just a bit Earthquake and Shake n Steak I miss a good Midwest bake Babkas and Deep Crust There is no mold there is no rust Brand new every time I bite I’m going to hold on to these memories With all my might
Surrender my Love for Beauty I certainly won’t Let’s all work together And refrain from a Gloat
Rainbows and vast Pallets Colorful cultures Steer clear of the Vultures Attacking from all angles Not to be misconstrued for Angels
Someone come mediate please We need some good Referees If winning is a sport Please report to combat To duty We are in for the long haul I implore you “Get Moody”
Smiles or Frowns Let’s not look like Clowns We need some good Soldiers So we have luck like Clovers
Blessed be the Youth Who remain uncouth Disrespecting the Milllenials Its like they are worse than Bicentennials
God save us all We are on Roll Call But not just with Sushi Its with our Pride and feeling too Bougie
He used to munch on “Grieven” On the steps of his old Synagogue I’m here Grieving him Not at all a Demigod
Crunch Crunch Crunch With each bite i weep Who am I now Everything seems bleak
I wanted to eat it with him My first experience shared Now my strength comes from within And no one even cared
He taught me to always have hope I just couldn’t cope Heartbreak and struggle Everything all muddled
“Get out of the darkness” He would instruct Like a good soldier I was I manifested some luck
My Sergeant my best friend I miss you terribly Even when you are Dead I still feel you In all the good I see Come back and haunt me Your Little Bo Peep
I think success looks different for everyone. Sometimes getting out of bed early is seen as success for me. Music helps alot. It gets me in *the zone* as Britney says. I try not to compare my life with others. We all are on different journeys with different purpose and time tables. I just try to learn from and enjoy the journey.
Amber is the Color of Her Energy 