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BLACK. HEARTBEAT.
time has
drawn to a close. clock-handed palmful of roses like those love-me-not petals how hearts so often unfold the world i write is mine alone like Oliver Stone scars obscure in daylight but in darkness they glow snarekick symphony soul, our sampled records of old god's pulse is but a metronome of x's and o's mosaic memory mold mechanic marriage of motion and whatever left me here when all my friends overdosed magnetic met with explosives, bombtick seconds to blow jetlagged and dopesick. veindrop bled into coach backburn ready to roast. our home, this wretched upholstery you read Tolstoy like your truth lay in the letters of ghosts hardcover hare krishna. repetition refocused barefooted lotus pose in 7 inches of snow silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away barbed wire in our pillow cases. nobody's safe tethered to our obligations floating in space bought myself a mossberg, made a home on the range you're not insane. you're just alone and afraid. please join me in prayer lord can you hear me speak?
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We were
together apart. you were forever in my heart with my dry twine you were tethered from the start a lonely vendor. empty my cart these empty staircases provide no sentimental spark the hell of cancer. the smell of laquer to this day i couldn't tell you what i was going after death is coming whether it's slow or faster Tolstoy idolatry-- my only master ripped up my tapestry so it's tattered tell me if it's time to go. i'd rather decay endlessly. or shun the universe and display entropy i thought today was the day. you'd never say when it'd be a million legs but i'm the same centipede a million gallons but i'm the same. empty me i'm insane and a smaller version of myself. measure me a circle with no radius. center me you made me a better version of myself than i'd ever be but now you're dearly departed. clearly a martyr shutting your eyes because you fear what we started and they all say that i'm queer. i'm an artist burning the incense in my cold study and counting the times that i told you you're lovely nowadays the puddle of my life has become muddy my vices are ugly. my life is now nothing |
01-14-2020, 04:42 AM | #3 |
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^^Idiot..
This was raw Black, I'll give you feed when I'm off my phone yeah |
01-14-2020, 06:05 PM | #4 |
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why pharaoh in here posting dookie though?
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01-26-2020, 01:30 AM | #6 |
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Loved this piece, imagery and vocabulary stood out the most. The opener set the stage beautifully and you continued to kind of go down this rabbit hole until the very end. Read more like spoken word than hip hop and i loved that aspect of it. Good drop!
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love all the piece
posting my fave silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away barbed wire in our pillow cases. nobody's safe tethered to our obligations floating in space bought myself a mossberg, made a home on the range you're not insane. you're just alone and afraid. |
02-04-2020, 04:28 PM | #8 |
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Yes sir. Quality as always.
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02-14-2020, 10:32 PM | #10 |
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Deadman bringing the fire...but Pharoah what are you doing??? Bro, if your feeling inspired, start another thread...feel me homeboy?
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Enjoyed your piece a lot as well. It's personal and cuts deep, can relate to a few of the things you're touching on, great choice of metaphors and imagery to create that emotional image of desperation. "you read Tolstoy like your truth lay in the letters of ghosts", this shit in particular hits hard on how tough it is to deal with a person with unrealistic expectations. I might be reading/understanding it wrong cus I a few tokes a little while ago, but that's what I got out of it and thought it was pretty clever.
Like a previous poster said about this couplet; it's dope af. The cadence on point and a joy to read: silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away Good fucking shit.
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