Hello!
I am an Artist from West Michigan. I perform rap and hip hop as well as create my own beats and techno albums.
thats about all i feel like writing atm. i'm hungry and going to go to get breakfast and coffee.
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dream of mewhen you dream, dream of me and the things that we could be n sleep a peaceful sleep, knowing that my love runs deep within your very soul, trying to console the sorrow you hide inside i will provide a place to confide all those troubles that bother you, i'll be your friend, lover, brother and father too. i've got two shoulders to cry on, one chest to lye on, two arms to rely on, and when the time comes one lap to die on, cause ima be there till the end, ima be there to mend your wounds and wash away the tears, give you strength when your weak from fear n if you fall down to hell, i'll be there to keep you well n i would even take yourdream of me


Unconditional LoveWe used to be so untouchable in our love Our promised love so unconditional so sweet But yet even-so you demolished our love our empty promises so broken they broke meUnconditional Love
Now the shattered pieces of all my heart stay falling in these tears for you You were so much more than just a lust that not even dreaming could compare to
Now all that I feel is just desolation These forgotten memories send me to dismay Now I'm kept concealed I pine for salvation Keep me safe from love Keep me away
Leave me Ke


Behind Closing EyesWith lyrics leading to the foreseen, A thousand times... Or maybe a repressed tear, Underneath a deep abyss, Bottomless and almost infinite, I think I see an untimely ending, To something that might've never been born. And through such animated words, Then in a look of distraction, Wasting time with endless nights, Maybe a step taken too soon, Only to fall back again. Look at that face and say the name, Hear the voice and turn away with no expression. Learn to read not by my eyes or tongue, But by pure intuition alone. Try to listen to my silence.Behind Closing Eyes


Finality.. Fuck YouI am beaten within an inch of death, Yet my body bears no scars, Where are the bruises from my stomach? The cuts from knives in my back?Finality.. Fuck You
So again I cut myself to ribbons, Prove to me they're scars, A new day, place a new mask on, Make sure it fits, no one will notice.
I'm a writer defecit, My poems wont even rhyme, Stereotypical enough for you? Cliche's screaming in unwritten lines.
Should I write anymore? Dare I give it away? Yes, I got what I wanted, So why do I ache inside?
I wept a tear for my friends last night, &nb
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Appreciate it very much
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Freedom of speech is not for the thought you love, it's for the thought you hate-Larry Flint
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This is a lovely place. Im sure u will like it a lot
-Priyantha
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