Mic check one two.....
I'm Addicted to heart doodles like colleges kids on ramen noodles
Its so crucial, I feel like a baboon that's been bamboozled,
I need a dose of medicine, so i can feel the real like Braille lettering,
cause i cant see n its all irrelevant,senses still pop like I'm suckin on peppermint
As i read through these words,
I'm chocked by adverbs,
and stuck on similes that are absurd
but attack in flocks n herds.
Like the shites and the Kurds
Feelings get crushed, when words get rushed,
then skin gets touched, leaving hearts in a bunch
An under attack, like an itch you can scratch.
Till you can tell the fiction from the fact
get the Harlem shakes like u fiend on crack
So funny that, fiend rhymes with friend
and I can't comprehend, were one ends and the other begins
While feelings creep in, like TLC over again like sin.
Somedays i just feel like spraying syllables like a tommy gun on these duns.......
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