Theres a source of power more stronger than a door locked with 4 bolts .. But what they had was more locked than 4 dead bolts .. Like so tight-- that deaths post -- couldnt even get a comment or 50 votes .. I meant 50 likes .. These two i got more stories on to tell well over 50 nights //
She throwin budd out the window worth more than 150 - 50 cent pipes .. And in return he thru out wat some girls consider there life .. A purse-- but in better words he fcked up worse .. Pressure points being poked what could get worse .. Yelling at kids who's mothers are hurt .. In fact who's mothers in earth .. Consumed in dirt .. Xanax bars consumed his hurt .. And turned his church into a tiny white pill ...instead of a cross perched ona white building on tiny bright hill //
Loves stronger than that tiny white pill.. But tha dude didnt understand the words cuz she was writing in quill// instead of a hood rat writing abuncha "fr's💯" .. Singing along to hood raps and pretending to kill with that pretending appeal..
Shes not a hood rat but her intentions are real, shes tryna change his decisions on pills--- and make him consider tha will-- of the greater man that isnt from here//
Talking bout the body of christ .. But his body just fights .. Off her help , her love , she fell to tha rug .. Crying wondering why hes stuck ,, thinking he must gotta bug .. A virus or maybe hes nuts /// but nah shes been wit em too long so she gives more hugs .. But he gives more shrugs .. Cuz his grandma's up .. Not awake .. I mean shes up // so he fills another cup// preferably a double cup .. But shes a fighter she doubles up.. We call her rocky shes double cuffed ... But inside the foundation-- isnt double stuffed // if you look around you'll see where the troubles cutt // shes strong but hes bubbled up// ina shield ,, shes finna peel .. Tired of all this rippen and grippen tryna find his inner steel ... And warm it up like a dinner meal .. But shes beat she hasnt finished her meal .. Shes thinking about him wondering how he really does feel .. As thunder seals her tears she instills 3rd gear ... He reveals her fear .. Which is losing him still ... She cruises while filled --with bruises that kneel-- her heart down covered in contusions as illusions conceal--- her visions of him and her witta happy conclusion on wheels --towards a happy new movement then chill
Not yet tho ... Even vets know .. War is helpful .. For those in hells throat .. And shes getting hello'd.. By the devil but she responded hell no.. Now shes tryna save her love from playing in hells grove ... Shes still alive ... Hes still all high ... But she still decides --to fight and hang on this ride ..
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Devil's Relationship
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