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WORDS/wərds/

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WORDS/wərds/

When words are just Sounds
Beating Pounding noises
Recognizable tunes
Played Over and over Again
Like a Broken record
That plays Your favorite Song
Except the Meaning is gone
No Lyrics just Sounds
Feeble Increments of breath
Bad air
You are Not wanted Here
Your Huffing and Puffing
Has Sucked Out the life
My life
Your Life
Wasted time
Keep It
Your Noise is No longer Welcomed
The Dryness of your well
Overwhelms
No substance
No Thoughts
Just air
No Cares
You must Be exhausted
Your False prophecies and Idiocies
Have Cost far More Pain than gain
So Keep your wasted Air
It is Not Wanted Here

-FCIS

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THIRST /THərst/

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THIRST /THərst/

Its Comeback Season
But I’m Still Sleep
I Hear the rustle of the Wind
She Craves the Hustle of the Streets
The Fear creates an Attraction Many seek
But the Lifestyle has a Peak
Like everything that Comes fast Goes
But only those who Lived it really Know
Trying to separate the Old me from the New
Fighting a past that Others like to review
I’m not Her
She’s not Me
We are Two
When She comes I Go
When She leaves I Retrieve
Somedays are easy
Others not so much
Trying to put a Blindfold
On the  Nighttime Rush
Its Comeback Season
But I’m still Sleep
I Hear the Rustle of the wind
She Craves the Hustle of the Streets

-FCIS

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COCAINE /kōˈkān/

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COCAINE /kōˈkān/

I still think about you from time to Time
The way you use to watch me with your Hazel Green Eyes
Somehow you were able to see through all my Lies
Maybe it was the Wisdom that came with your Age
You made me feel like we were on the same Page
The weekends we spent Exploring the Sheets…
When I stepped into the door my knees grew Instantly Weak
You were Memorized by my butter cream Thighs
And your smile I could not Oblige
But an Overdose of Pleasure

Can cause a Lifetime of Pain
Hell after a while even Cocaine don’t feel the Same

-FCIS

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