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nznity said:
I often loose control but I never lose... nice ending ?
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Takes one to know one. Glad you enjoyed it. Message me and I'll buy you the kindle version of the book for free. It's an epic read.
 
nznity said:
Oh mannn don't ya still have some it wrote down somewhere, I wanna dig into ur mind some more, ur an odd guy haha. well, we all are ?
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I do have it written down somewhere, saved because I intend to share it in public/ with others despite how dark it was.

I appreciate it man. I wanted to leave it up but shared it w/ fam and didn't want them to try googling it ;)
 
Im bad at this it makes me sad that Im bad in this shit
The words have some meaning so I type them
not in any order but the needed one
I dont obviously know it I always more or less
just do my best and try my luck
thats why most of them suck
its funny how the best art
always comes out most naturally
 
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schizopath said:
Im bad at this it makes me sad that Im bad in this hit
The words have some meaning so I type them
not in any order but the needed one
I dont obviously know it I always more or less
just do my best and try my luck
thats why most of them suck
its funny how the best art
always comes out most naturally
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Bad To The BONE!!!!
 
Its cold
Is it because Im so bold?
Sometimes my shit is gold
Sometimes I forgot to press fold
Sometimes I wanna be high 24/7
Then Ive thought enough and catch a fever
Im back to reality and remember high is a gift
Gifted always yeah I wish
 
I think Im the leader of why how and when
because of my selective hearing you better say that again
Im also believer in theory called oh no
I think I was born to manifest hell no
 
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This is a new one I just wrote on 100mg morphine, 2mg Clonazepam and. 40 mg Díazepam.Hope you guys like it.

Beg, Steal or Borrow

Beg, Steal or Borrow, it's my lifestyle.not knowing what's the day gonna be like, it's thrilling when you get the money for ur spike.Dealing with shady people, Waiting hours, Copping your dope at the end. That way of living has a rush itself, almost as good as the heroin running through your blood when i shoot up myself. Waking up dopesick, chills and sweat, goosebumps and a fever that make you wanna crawl out of your skin I bet. That's the way I chose to live, the uncertainty of each and every moment makes it worth it. Mama Plz take me home and end this bullshit. Banging more dope, shooting up in alleyways, bathrooms, what have I become? And more importantly why? Only God knows that answer, I'm starting to crave another shot, the writer. the writer of this story that never ends, I just wanna quit this cycle, mates. This is not living, its been 5 years and all I've accomplished is sleeping. Another shot, nodding off. That's how my days pass by, In a world of dreams where you're still mine. What am I waiting for to close this chapter of my life? I guess deep down I don't want it to end. Banging fire dope and smoking crack like a fiend. I get on my knees and pray, gimme just one more chance and I won't blow it away.... Dope is my obsession, I should quit now but there's so much temptation. Ima leave this town for good, otherwise I'm gonna be dead pretty soon. Baby I remember the days when we were happy together, I kissed your forehead and told you everything was gonna be OK, you looked at me with those beautiful eyes i miss em so much today. I lost everything in the process chasing the dragon, yet I keep searching that ultimate high that it's unreachable. Fuck the world right now I'm Invincible. Until the dope wears off, then I'll beg steal or borrow until once again I'm nodding off....
 
Sorry for Bumping but CMON ppl I know there's quite a few poetry enthusiasts in here, plzzz show me. some.of.your.magic ?
 
I think its wrong when you stop being alive
emotions disconnected and thrown out of flight
2-in-1 package for bastards only
depression winks at you in a way thats naughty
I feel dead as fuck was I ever alive
cause my short sight always hits my insides
 
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Schizo is occupied with right and wrong so you got me
man who cant feel but whose dead eyes still see
the man with dozen hits to the head
he doesnt even sleep in his bed
cause hes a caged dog hes less than free
this man died years ago if you ask his eyes
still hes programmed to go for the right
thing cause you dont unlearn absolute morality
so stop going under the belt, hoe
Im actually sure you end up voting for the foe
Schizos just anti establishment hes little like Joker
hes even anti antiness he plays naked poker
with the voices in the noise while in sauna
which takes me back to the army
when they wanted him to lead
and he still couldnt read
cause this nutcases crazy enough to not want to cheat
 
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Funny. I was thinking about lifes little miracles
when I thought about the next level.
The meta olympics. Message within message.
Whoever you are I hope you have a good day.
That is all. I hope it helps.

I know life imitates art and art life but what happens when art is life and life art?
Cause I would imagine an artist not using just one mirror
but atleast pieces of dozen ones.
And when you have dozen pieces of mirror... well...
 
4d minefield D.A.R.E

Heroin oh heroin
why do you hit me so hard
yet so gently
Im happy Im a migrant
and you a vagrant
because we end up
in each others arms
in every single country
you are masochistic
while I suffer from
avoid Schizo disorder
so our love makes perfect sense
I was interested in you
even as a young boy
oh thats not good?
I should definitely try it
cause I wanted to be
the bad guy
 
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schizopath said:
4d minefield D.A.R.E

Heroin oh heroin
why do you hit me so hard
yet so gently
Im happy Im a migrant
and you a vagrant
because we end up
in each others arms
in every single country
you are masochistic
while I suffer from
avoid Schizo disorder
so our love makes perfect sense
I was interested in you
even as a young boy
oh thats not good?
I should definitely try it
cause I wanted to be
the bad guy
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that was good indeed, keep em comin'
👌
 
No tears fall down on my face
They are falling down my neck and back already
I cant even recognize my feelings
Maybe this much anxiety is healing
It was always the "what definitely wont work"
And when its not I end up eating rotten wok
No need for life when you are gonna die anyways
But the sad thing is that I dont even really want to die
Im just tired of all the pain
I cry just for a fleeting moment
Maybe to remind myself that Im still alive
 
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schizopath said:
No tears fall down on my face
They are falling down my neck and back already
I cant even recognize my feelings
Maybe this much anxiety is healing
It was always the "what definitely wont work"
And when its not I end up eating rotten wok
No need for life when you are gonna die anyways
But the sad thing is that I dont even really want to die
Im just tired of all the pain
I cry just for a fleeting moment
Maybe to remind myself that Im still alive
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deep, niko. nice one mate. :D
 
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