trap.
02-03-2013, 05:06 PM
Name: Trap
Reps: WB aka wife:beaterZ
Title: "The Perfect Storm."
weather abstains, the question remains, accumulation ?,
it never obtains an answer contained in soul-relation ...
writing for freedom ... enlightened with reason,
fighting the meaning, citing " can't change the season, "
told you before, i won't stop for no-one,
holding remorse my heart drops to someone,
my own son, weathering the cold and the pain,
die, sown, done, measuring a soul, holding the rain ...
... reversed into cold, icey temps crush the veins,
immersed, sins too bold, fiesty bitches touch the reigns,
the rope choking my throat, grasping my dying breath,
invoked, hoping i choke ...graphing the lies she left,
keeping the family structure-infa-red in design,
reaping, demanding, punctured ... into wedding divine,
a princess aligned, her hatred cast inside,
the whinces remind i break, bre(a)d w/ vast-kin pride,
even my mother figure is on the villianous side,
an its an up and down battle, like a coaster ride,
hold onto your seat ... theres an abrupt stop,
fold into retreat, the scared demand corrupt drops,
you used to control me, now you try and console me,
envisioning holy, how two cried when you souled me,
or sold thee, piece of our history, shrouded mystery,
behold me, seizing the misery, mounted individually,
cuz only you ... can take my life in your hand,
ya phoney truth, erased my sight, a sore demand,
invading my privacy ... yet i remain a man,
training my mind ya see, met an insane wo-man,
i walk around blanketing my sanity snow-drifts, i wonder ...
the chalk on the ground, dismantiling vanity, death becomes her.
---
title: theres a bitch in all of us ...
or vice versa;
how do you tell your first love its through,
all the hardships and pain coincide with the true,
or the truth, which is, feelings never existed,
wish you the best, finished, don't get it twisted,
didn't enlist into your army, those hairbrained schemes,
mixing emotion w/ jim beam ain't repairing them dreams,
a friend can't be a lover, its the original sin,
one without the other ... feelings don't mix + blend,
too crazy to think, first love is captured by the trend,
you've known me seven seconds, now im ya boyfriend ?,
never then ... and clever trap, but whether thats the reason,
you still hold on, after the weather changed the season,
winter came and my heart held cold as ever,
i can't change, part no blame when our ties were severed,
so whatever ... can't call it, and my number unlisted,
changed my job and the locks, no more slumber or visits,
get a clue or take this message, its finally though,
its common sense, that the world can see the bitch n yoo ...
... part two, and heres where the drama unfolds,
apart from you, tears never fell when i closed ...
... the door upon your presence, hesitant in thinking,
some stormy night, knock upon my door, torn from drinking,
bring up the past ... drunken slur 'bout our last endeavor,
say i'll let you in, but close it fast and clever,
what second in this lifetime did you think i'd stop ?,
to let you tear my world apart, like the minute you plopped,
into my hands two years ago, that night you took my essence,
threw it in a blender, erased its soul and presence,
no more lies bitch, and no more feeble comebacks,
the attractions much different, plus the healings relaxed,
so much time and effort wasted w/ blinks of corneas,
at your funeral ... no one thinks of mourning-ya,
and thats a shame, and your to blame for meager actions,
shunning the ones you held close, such a vain reaction,
now the passions gone, from both our hearts innertwined,
saw clear for the first time, guess our love was blind ...
... so the lesson learned, always question feelings,
catch the meaning into what the inner souls revealing,
it could be telling you danger, not to get attached,
or maybe who you run into could be your perfect match,
either way stay focused, but we all make mistakes,
make sure the one who wrote this, never sees your face,
cast hatred aside don't bask on prudish sighs,
between your heart and thighs, is where foolish resides.
title: suture.
drastic measures pulled on plastic teathers, a coronation,
spastic weather leads to masks that sever the correlation,
'tween the cursed and the hearse, death becomes you,
a verse w/ numbing sensations, kept me from you,
succumb to ... the pressure of staying together,
some drugs lessen us, whether or knot ... the motivation,
remains strong, a sirens song captured my spirit,
the closer i get near it, a fog lifts and clears it,
creating the vivid image i mistook for lover,
dissapating a villains vintage i reclaimed another-
-way of thinking, IM THINKING ! ! are we all who we claim ?,
after facades and the lies, the barren truth remains,
and explains herself, exposing the wickedest deeds,
how shes trained on wealth, composing the sickness she breeds,
i reminisce on the past + carry on towards the future,
holding my heart in hand ... she took the scalpel and suture.
Reps: WB aka wife:beaterZ
Title: "The Perfect Storm."
weather abstains, the question remains, accumulation ?,
it never obtains an answer contained in soul-relation ...
writing for freedom ... enlightened with reason,
fighting the meaning, citing " can't change the season, "
told you before, i won't stop for no-one,
holding remorse my heart drops to someone,
my own son, weathering the cold and the pain,
die, sown, done, measuring a soul, holding the rain ...
... reversed into cold, icey temps crush the veins,
immersed, sins too bold, fiesty bitches touch the reigns,
the rope choking my throat, grasping my dying breath,
invoked, hoping i choke ...graphing the lies she left,
keeping the family structure-infa-red in design,
reaping, demanding, punctured ... into wedding divine,
a princess aligned, her hatred cast inside,
the whinces remind i break, bre(a)d w/ vast-kin pride,
even my mother figure is on the villianous side,
an its an up and down battle, like a coaster ride,
hold onto your seat ... theres an abrupt stop,
fold into retreat, the scared demand corrupt drops,
you used to control me, now you try and console me,
envisioning holy, how two cried when you souled me,
or sold thee, piece of our history, shrouded mystery,
behold me, seizing the misery, mounted individually,
cuz only you ... can take my life in your hand,
ya phoney truth, erased my sight, a sore demand,
invading my privacy ... yet i remain a man,
training my mind ya see, met an insane wo-man,
i walk around blanketing my sanity snow-drifts, i wonder ...
the chalk on the ground, dismantiling vanity, death becomes her.
---
title: theres a bitch in all of us ...
or vice versa;
how do you tell your first love its through,
all the hardships and pain coincide with the true,
or the truth, which is, feelings never existed,
wish you the best, finished, don't get it twisted,
didn't enlist into your army, those hairbrained schemes,
mixing emotion w/ jim beam ain't repairing them dreams,
a friend can't be a lover, its the original sin,
one without the other ... feelings don't mix + blend,
too crazy to think, first love is captured by the trend,
you've known me seven seconds, now im ya boyfriend ?,
never then ... and clever trap, but whether thats the reason,
you still hold on, after the weather changed the season,
winter came and my heart held cold as ever,
i can't change, part no blame when our ties were severed,
so whatever ... can't call it, and my number unlisted,
changed my job and the locks, no more slumber or visits,
get a clue or take this message, its finally though,
its common sense, that the world can see the bitch n yoo ...
... part two, and heres where the drama unfolds,
apart from you, tears never fell when i closed ...
... the door upon your presence, hesitant in thinking,
some stormy night, knock upon my door, torn from drinking,
bring up the past ... drunken slur 'bout our last endeavor,
say i'll let you in, but close it fast and clever,
what second in this lifetime did you think i'd stop ?,
to let you tear my world apart, like the minute you plopped,
into my hands two years ago, that night you took my essence,
threw it in a blender, erased its soul and presence,
no more lies bitch, and no more feeble comebacks,
the attractions much different, plus the healings relaxed,
so much time and effort wasted w/ blinks of corneas,
at your funeral ... no one thinks of mourning-ya,
and thats a shame, and your to blame for meager actions,
shunning the ones you held close, such a vain reaction,
now the passions gone, from both our hearts innertwined,
saw clear for the first time, guess our love was blind ...
... so the lesson learned, always question feelings,
catch the meaning into what the inner souls revealing,
it could be telling you danger, not to get attached,
or maybe who you run into could be your perfect match,
either way stay focused, but we all make mistakes,
make sure the one who wrote this, never sees your face,
cast hatred aside don't bask on prudish sighs,
between your heart and thighs, is where foolish resides.
title: suture.
drastic measures pulled on plastic teathers, a coronation,
spastic weather leads to masks that sever the correlation,
'tween the cursed and the hearse, death becomes you,
a verse w/ numbing sensations, kept me from you,
succumb to ... the pressure of staying together,
some drugs lessen us, whether or knot ... the motivation,
remains strong, a sirens song captured my spirit,
the closer i get near it, a fog lifts and clears it,
creating the vivid image i mistook for lover,
dissapating a villains vintage i reclaimed another-
-way of thinking, IM THINKING ! ! are we all who we claim ?,
after facades and the lies, the barren truth remains,
and explains herself, exposing the wickedest deeds,
how shes trained on wealth, composing the sickness she breeds,
i reminisce on the past + carry on towards the future,
holding my heart in hand ... she took the scalpel and suture.