ALL OVER

SHE'S BEEN


a friend of mine has been shared
she's wondered with her sancturary, but poisoned it's verses
Chants of vacant air not warm
giving her soul around 1st come 1st served

back to the one innocently burned, but not feeling his burn
yet I distanced myself from him too
only if he knew what I knew

but so eagerly his Delight in jumping the broom getting lust in the room

she has been all over crews

when I found out it wasn't just you

I've distance myself from you

cluing to wear umbrellas before rain would fall through

you laughed it off, but str8 faced I starred at you

All over
she's been all over
all over

but you win the trophy you thought you knew
your prize possesion

Get your umbrella before it rains on you.

feels like i need an umbrella, yeah . .

still struggle like the art form
-xxx

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim

deception is a cruel analyst


i like this one. at first i wasnt to sure if it was a good approach, sorta seem like you was talkin, but i read again and fell into the story of it. this was nice


love is always adhensive

"There is nothing more poetic, but depressing than a male writer" -yours truly