leukocyte
he’s
sitting in his shadow match lit. iron sight shifting with his arrow da vinci with a trebuchet. resentment at a younger age don’t think i’ve ever fucking been the same stay still please, so i don’t have to ever aim. heartbeat on my cabernet, gospel on the interlude never into hurting you; but that’s probably hurting you want to hear you love me, but that’s my crawling incertitude I’m sorry. you’ve heard it… too… many times loose lips sink ships on the new delhi line blueberry, thyme, seattle fog on the bloomsbury dime anxiety finds a new adversary for you every time kavinsky playing nightcall nightfall addict. gun-slinging, moonlight absorber eyeball static, upbringing made me too primed for torture leukocyte warlord with a do-or-die sword code DNA punching out morse, cause the nuclei’s disordered sobering negative. gripping a metal shank alloy. overly sensitive programming on this self aware android therapists that call me the armchair nutcase trying to turn back to bugged versions of his software update i stop to stare into your eyes, perfect, oval shaped opals, like russian dolls holding more jewels in them like an enigmatic invention a hundred soft, hazel static connections, like joules that gather intent, that teach me there aren’t lessons in every traumatic event |
i've read a few of your verses. the pathos of your pen is so fuckin enviable. hope you write more my man.
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a hundred soft, hazel static connections, like joules that gather intent
this was so fucking good to me "never into hurting you; but that’s probably hurting you want to hear you love me, but that’s my crawling incertitude I’m sorry. you’ve heard it… too… many times loose lips sink ships on the new delhi line" excellent. sometimes i feel like everything ive done, ive done... too many times. usually it means we're on the precipice of a give. this flashed me into my overly rhetorical writing style, my aphorism and my doldrums alike. super sharp. overly sensitive programming on this self aware android therapists that call me the armchair nutcase trying to turn back to bugged versions of his software update clever. interesting rhymework as well here, for what it's worth thanks, as always |
Your vocab usage is usually on point bb
This has some dope wording and scheming to it. Smooth transitioning from spot to spot. Some of the better work I've stumbled across so far. Nicely done |
very stuck on making any sort of big baby imitation verse.
don't know if i can do it. we shall see. hopefully within a few weeks. i guess you can take that as a compliment. i disagree with the tagger i don't think you're a dead man wannabe. there are hints of his style but you definitely have a unique style and phraseology. |
"stay still please, so i don’t have to ever aim.
heartbeat on my cabernet, gospel on the interlude never into hurting you; but that’s probably hurting you want to hear you love me, but that’s my crawling incertitude I’m sorry. you’ve heard it… too…" http://is2.4chan.org/gif/1569206707606.gif |
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