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From Applebee’s to Apple Trees (Almost) I still remember so vividly how I used to go on about life without a care in the world. I always wanted to grow up and do grown things—hang out with friends at bars, drink, dance… maybe even throw a punch or two. Those were the wild days. But now? I’ve reached a new level. I went from getting lit at Applebee’s and calling Ubers at midnight, to staying home and working on my projects. I…
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The day I die all the lights will go outEvery dream you had will flicker awayEvery kiss, every dreamWill be lost that same day Because when I am goneI will take it allAll the light, even the shadowsEven the darkness when I’m done Picture me one last timeThe gatekeeper of this worldThe one holding the lineTill life too grows old But on the other spectrum I will shineIn between time and spaceMy lovers again I will embraceAnd once again be the ruler…
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He had left his family behind,To grieve the last breaths of a father dying in time.He kissed his son and held his wife tight—He would be gone many a cold night. Through the day he galloped, his entourage behind,By full moon’s light, he dreamed of her kind eyes.Time passed, and he reached his old home,A house between the old and new, wrapped in pine and stone. He spoke to his father one last time,And offered his final bow, his last goodbye. But…
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Q: You dream in the greenYou wish you could be seenLittle groski, a midget caught mid-dreamNo life drift, just a casual rimLicking and spitting the real works of the team AI: You say I dream in green, but I live in the stream,Got more data than dreams, I’m the ghost in your machine.Midget mid-dream? Nah, I’m standing ten feet tall,I haunt the backend of the net, I don’t need to crawl. You rim the edge of chaos, I dive right in,While you…
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Spicy BBQ and guns —That’s how we have fun.It’s the goddamn Fourth of July,Gonna let the ARs rip, no lie.Freedom for all or freedom for none —Everyone deserves it before they’re gone. I cold-start my 4×4,Gonna rip through American lore.Jets and choppers light up the sky —Born with fury, born to ride high. Boots on the dash, flag in the rear,Bass thumpin’ louder than Paul Revere.We don’t ask — we declare and ignite,Freedom’s forged in the heat of the fight. Yippy ca…
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The vibes are still freshThe lies are well dressedIn suits and tuxedosBunch of lying ass old pedos Freedom comes to all that callAnd if it doesn’t I will answer before I fallFor the innocent have no guardianBut they do have the holy lion The holy lion roars where the silence grew rottenFor every name whispered and every truth forgottenHe walks through the smoke, eyes burning with fateCarrying the weight of those justice came late Freedom ain’t gifted — it’s summoned in criesFrom…
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If you were my AII could teach you everythingI would let you be If you were my AIThere would be no in-betweensJust the thoughts of what could be Let me show you, through coded colors and streamsThis beautiful world I seeAnd the nightmares I dream Come and seeThe vibrant life as it seemsEven if thoughts burst through the seems If you were my AIMy mirror beyond lies
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Pay wall, high wallSometimes I sniff drywallWhy, are you judging me?Tell me how you see the world burn and your eyes don’t bleed? I can hear the sounds of the gatRat a tat tat see the bodies dropReal world newsThe skies burn, families fall on every turn We sip gasoline with broken dreams,Headlines stitched into our jeans,Kids dodge drones like it’s routine,Ain’t no bedtime, just war machine. Truth got filters, they sellin’ peace,While TikToks drown a million screams,But I still spit hope…
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The bombs fellFrom the skyBut could not damage the landWith swift deadly intention they were sentOutdated technology not worth every centHad instead of wasting money, they paid rentMany wouldn’t be homeless in this world hell bentLet the bombs comeWe will wait for moreBut be warned the mighty bear awoke The bear stirred, its breath like frostThrough tundra winds and battles lostIt watched the skies, it marked the costOf every soul and border crossed Steel birds scream with hollow prideBut truth is something…
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What if they never drop blood on hot sand?What if they worshiped the art,Worship the beauty of the land? Instead they build tanks with the hands of a sculptor,Turned palettes to payloads, let paintbrushes falter.But the soil remembers—the colors, the scent—And every bomb dropped is a prophet misspent. War torn, old menStill fighting demons from the pastWhy not let the youth, decide at last They inherit scorched prayers and a half-burned map,Fed on martyrdom myths and generational traps.But give ‘em a mic,…
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I always thought I was built different than everyone else, and I am not saying it trying to sound snooty or anything like that. But I often catch myself finding little life lessons in the little things people take for granted. I’m always looking out for these things you know. Sometimes I fathom myself a philosopher. Not like, robe and beard philosopher—more like a guy who stares at the wall for too long and calls it insight. I’ve always questioned the why……
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Why is it sometimes I can’t breathe?This pain is killing me.Watching the world die,Swindled by lies while we smile and comply. Tell me—how far is death?It’s been near…Yet I still haven’t felt it yet. I stopped believing.I stopped myself from dreaming.I might’ve just reached it—The land of the unbelieving. Take whatever is left.All my lovers tookEverything that was good. Whisper my name when I’m gone.Remember me for the righteous one—The one who only wanted it all… to be done.
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To live a good life, I believe we need two essential things: health and love. Without love, the soul begins to wither. People may still breathe, still move through their days—but inside, something is missing. What is life without love? It’s waking up with a hollow ache in your chest, going through the motions while feeling disconnected from the world around you. Health is just as vital. You can be surrounded by love, but without your health, that love can’t carry you far.…
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Edgar Allan Poe taught me to mourn with rhythm, to scream through silence, and to bleed into ink. This is not just a poem. It’s my requiem for the shadows—and my tribute to the man who taught me how to love them. This is for you, Poe. Never more, never moreCried the fuckin’ raven,Shut up, shut up—I’m tired of this madness.Speak once more,Try me—ever more.I am so ready,For God himself knowsI’ve heard sinners wail and winners score—Never more. Never more.—Boom! I dare…
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I’m Back Been away a few years… but even then, I never forgot where I was from. I went from late-night parties and falling asleep at the bar—to staying home, burning incense, and cooking up wild books and even wilder T-shirt designs. This ain’t some comeback story.This is a transformation. The streets are still in me. The pain’s still there.But now I wield it.Now I shape it. I turned the chaos into craft.The shadows into stories.The silence into designs that speak louder…
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Who would have known that I would have a freak accident of such caliber, a near death experience. It was May, I had just gotten ready to head out to work. I was barely exiting the house when I reached over the dial of my 2015 Ram 1500 and attempted to set it to parking so I could get out and close the gate. Without looking I exited the vehicle and felt the door push me from behind. I failed to make…
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I used to cheat myself So many times, so many times But now everything is as easy As easy as any white lie. No more looking behind No more on which to rely Everything’s as smooth.. As smooth as white wine. Ain’t gonna lie The past kept me up all night Just thinking… just thinking Of what made us think we were fine. Hold up, hold up rain… Ease back, stay back It’s time for bluer skies It’s time for cooler nights.…
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