In a slow silent walk I hear tha
Violent talk I hear them talk half
Asleep as they stalk what the man
Is in this moon I'm punctual
Like a star I've harbored
Death that stale taste embraced by
My
Breath such mysteries in kissin these
She devils tell me ya pretty by the
Lamp in your attire nutthin at stake
I must vampire her retire mint funds
I switch the essence when I found
Out my girl was not a blesson
Hatred seeps in she sleeps in my
Man draws what's wrong? I'm taking
Life long leaps my freak was late by
The hour she's in the shower with
Him grim thoughts to nightmares





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