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Roses, those roses that I watched bloom
They scented the room with death and gloom

Death dressed in midnight’s starry skin
A creamy sexy thigh sliding in
and out of her black coat
Her thick leather boots stomp the ground
Silence sits trembling without a sound

The night reflected the moon in your eye
It was the month of December, the month love died

Her lips are pouty and pretty in pink
The kind that hide teeth that sink
into the skin of very bad boys
then chews them up and spits ‘em out like broken toys

You were the evil that haunted this girl
The hand that smashed her fragile world

Your wrists she sliced with her butterfly’s blade
Her blazing black moonlit path of graves
Covered in roses, those roses I watched bloom
Red like the blood shining under the moon

and boom..the notes cast..
slowly laff last..

the lowly strummings baffled..
the inate math..

seeking more..and u shall score..then lose..
and eye closed is an I aloof...

here's proof.
that free falls,,dress our views,,

grey shoes..anda..dot.. dot.dot .bowtie..hue
...jumping off a used roof..so loose..

in the purple meadows..meddling with a muse..
but all i found was the constant truth..
and a choice..
to choose..

(press play or stop)

Its looped on rewind
Stop, play, stop, rewind
I watch the mess play out in my mind
86ed from heaven
I step into my local neighborhood 7-11
I walk by an old man dressed as santa clause
With a fat, white beard, a forty, and a bear claw
Disturbed by my yesterdays
This random character don’t phase
Watchin 1nesol rearrange the deranged thoughts in his mind
spittin random thoughts at this girl he dont know is shy
She watches the evil world spin in the poisoned apple of her eye
watin to see if someone 'ill spit her those dope rhymes
that make the skin want to crawl off her muther fuckin spine...

Keep on it, uno-

the sublime and the beauty of the mind...
are exclusive in their quests to find..
thats jus an ed burk line ..jus wurds stirred..to star sign..
shining..these thoughts in the dark..
in the empty spark..you will find..
the remnants of your kind.in the same bind.
blind..i alike..like all who paraphrase the same
circular rewind...
the same loop..
the notes to the uni..
every verse move me..
the spherical..
the unknown..
the fear,,,and the fates..
both speakin in hushed tones...
the moonshine..the daylight..
guidin ever poem...
so stoic...
or is it bordem..
do i chase women..
or am i looking for a gem..
a gent..half demon..
who peels out of his skin..
in the late night evenings..
spelunking...still..
winding up wound up
and dreaming..
the sublime and the beauty..
intersecting,..

Beautiful work from both of you.
Anytime you inspire someone else to drop, you know it was good.

exactly..love drop..
moon..keep it movin