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Roses in springtime

Movies with my baby

Balancing

Be shaky

Basically

I’m feeling

Depleted

But I want love

Like the 80s

Not the crack babies

Antsy and shakey

Feelin cagey

In a Hood star

G Nikes

They ride fast like

NASCAR

It’s hot as fuck out here

Time to turn the ac up in here

Let it feel up the world

Now it’s a cold world

Listening to Coltrane

The E train

Follows me home

I live On the east bank

No charger to plug up phone

Lonely and lovely

Thoughts that hold me

Time to write a poem about The brotha that left me

And it seems that at night

The lonelies they get me

Texting Desaun

And Kenny

Like

What the fuck

Girl

Really?

Light the blunt

And

Let the world spin

Dizzy in the world wind

Hold on to the corners

While I

Let the world in

Now

The rainbow is colored

My room feel so cluttered

Time to sought out my feelings

And deal with the world

And now it’s 2 am

And I just keep scrolling

Someone needs to hold me

Mind over matter

Bank account getting fatter

But none of that shit matter

When you can’t find the balance

I just want my love back

I just want my best friend

Remember all the times we had

When we used to kick it

Way back when

Now this game shit Changed you

Lame You

I blame you

Let this fame

Dim you