This world is headed to a time, where the dead mock the living…
Thighs clamped shut, while craving masculine touch
Mind raped continuously, or is it?
You want it joor,’ashawo
Every sin you chastise, you commit with very low tolerance of risk
Were your tolerance high?!
Satisfaction Attained, Shame close-by
Chastised again by those with low tolerance
And so the routine on earth continues.
You walk towards me and I feel the sudden irritating pang of fear.
This fear is mutual; I haven’t figured that out yet.
Fear begat Anger
Insecurity troops in
Drastic Blunders I make;
You encircled me about
Like a captive, I dwell in the past through the dreams of a future.
Oh hell no!, you better walk back from where you came from, Oloshi.
The pink panties will be perfect,’you thought’
He seemed like the richest in the gathering.
I’ll take Whis-key, whisk-ey; hoping your accent doesn’t give u up.
You can’t find the keys to the door.
Bothered not is he?
Trouble Trouble have come….
You call, I pick
You no pick, I call;
I love, You no send
You no send, I love;
I vex, You no send
You no send, I waka
Have u ever thought at that time that everyone is silent,everyone is deep in thought …
I ask you a question and I get a part of your soul:stay quiet and the mojo is jinxed.
Paranoia is total awareness.
Swimming in the dark seems out of place…
A flicker of light in darkness seem normal and bizarre to you both, yes I said to you both
The music too ficking loud or nah?
Adult-ery; Someone’s got to do the job.
The formal seems out of line or nah?