Are you the pretty people?
Your whole life, you’ve been that.
Her probably too.
Her whole life.
I don’t want someone who chose to love some else
Shoplifting above the age of 32
Oh flirty you.
Shoplifting?
Her or you?
Shoplifting in your 30s
What a pair of love birds
Not cardinals though
They’re too classy for your shit show
Whoa,
Sorry, I guess I’m a little angry about what I have been forced to go through: because of you two.
I own that (as I do everything)
My Personal truth and the bird thing
Those birds cured my pain
And yours all the same
My vibration
And those crimson passerine
align
Is she the one who called me up and left a message that one time?
Some stupid rhyme
About how you’re her man
Which I thought wasn’t real
But, I trust what I feel
I didn’t even know she existed
Now I know: Twisted
And you: more troubled
Left in my rubble
I was kept safe in some cosmic bubble.
While she licks cocaine from your stubble
Cocaine?
Heroin to Cocaine…
Family violence all the same…
All bear your name.
Was it love?
When both of you sat in a jail cell?
Concrete walls between you?
Is that what lovers do?
Do you argue?
Does she know you?
Her secrets, does she show you?
Does she own you?
Did you trauma bond?
Her brunette
Me, the blonde
Singing my song
Waited for you, for so long.
Is that place gone?
Are you cold to each other?
Is she a hot sexy lover?
And do you love her?
Like you were supposed to love me?
It was your destiny
You’re part of me
I thought I was crazy
But I knew it
Then you blew it.
Or was it her?
Because somehow, though I hold a classier, sassier space.
I still hate her face
And as my memories reface
You were so unfair to my grace
You know your nervous system…
The anxiety you have inside.
I know because I have it too.
I feel you
I didn’t really until after I met you.
Then I must have taken it on for you.
It’s a nervous system problem
I could teach you how to blur it
Without drugs
But, you’re too busy
In a toxic trauma bond
Of which you’re very fond.
So now, You’re only wishing stones in a pond
Because although it sounds romantic: Bonnie and Clyde
That dynamic is toxic inside
But, your damn pride.
Or is this a trauma bond side?
Did she put a spell on you?
I honestly didn’t think that was something real a person could do.
But look at you
The picture of you two.
You look high.
I think you’re high.
And the light is an uncomfortable blue
Did she put a curse on you?
It feels true
And as a result me too?
She cast something on you.
It must be true.
How did it happen?
The arrest of November 3rd?
Your picture almost looks blurred
Was it you? Was it her?
Did you together, sell drugs together?
Two drug birds of a feather.
I swear, when I met you: you got rid of your gun.
How did you get arrested with one?
Since I left
Twice crime
Family violence and this dime
What depths did you fall
After our climb?
How did you become this mime.
How did you start drugs this time?
Was she the victim of family violence?
Is she the reason for all this silence?
Where are you?
Where are you?
What are you?
Witness protection?
In some correction?
What am I dealing with?
Who am I dealing with?
What is your drift?
Am I really the gift?
I don’t want to sift
Through the shit
Catch my drift?
Lift
Lift your vibration
Liberation
What is going on?
What has become of you?
What are you going through?
I know this isn’t the real you.
Thomas Shelby
Remember my Grace
Remember my face
Remember my space.
My Halo
I know now
Through some cosmic crazy…
…I mean: Download
My energy and abundance has been stolen from me.
Siphoned my energy
Pretended to be what is me
Stolen my halo
To pull you down below
It’s crazy
This is crazy
Still true though
It’s crazy what I now know.
And what confirmed it:
In a picture: a stupid Crystal bracelet.
She’s wearing
Now I know.
And some divine intervention awakened me
Initiated by he
His higher self
Is guiding me
This is crazy
This is crazy
The things I have seen
The symbols
And what they mean
The visions
VISIONS
And synchronicity
The transmutation
Past lives
The video of the eye that all my friends can see
How can this really be?
How can this be?
The tree of life
The evil eye
Andromedans in the sky
Isis pressure near my right eye
And Sehkmet
And Hathor
The eye of Horace
Thoth
Emerald Tablets
High Priestess
Shiva
Kundalini
All came to me
The Eye of Providence
Galactic Empress
The Arc Angels are my friends
Raphael mends
Michael Defends
Gabriel Sends
Uriel defends
Metratron Time Bends
TIME Bends
He’s got a cube
I know all this as a spiritual noob
Except I’m not
I’m an ancient soul
I kid you not
That’s what I’ve got
All came to me
Sought me
Angelic presence
Constant frequency
I didn’t ask it
Agnostic me
Now Gnosis me?
What is this?
How can this be?
All of this
For little old nuisance me
How can this be?
I’m astounded grateful
I feared death at my soul
But now I know
And I am grateful
Did all of this happen to you?
I have suspicions
You awakened when I met you
And after I left:
What did you do?
Shoplifted
And Karma turned
And left me gifted
And I have shifted
this ability to see and move vibration
No I am not mistaken
I know, there will be no hostile alien invasion
But cosmic love is the only equation
And I am grateful
And I have suspicions I’ve been entrusted
Because I’m trusted
I’m wise
I’m authentic
But, precisely careful with others.
Which is their druthers
They trust when you can feel and see others: Empathy
I could never take away someone’s birthright
For my own romantic plight
…my birthright
And look at what it did to you
Interference with what was best for you
Someone who could have loved you
The way that I do
I do not have what was supposed to be mine
So, they made me divine
And they showed me a sign
While you sniffed some coke on a line
They made me just shine
But it still makes me sad
Because I’ve seen what we could have had.
But it was taken from me.
Shoplifted
By Bonnie and Clyde
The magic duo
Who make each other colder inside
Tethered to their trauma bond side
And me?
Annuit Coeptis
could have been YOU and me
But, there was interference
In your clearance
She got arrested with you and your gun
Your chosen one
It wasn’t me
At all
Who caused your fall
I’ve been shown the truth
Her and the Karma of your uncouth
That you were taught in your youth
Because no one taught you how to be an adult
Which breaks my heart because that isn’t your fault.
Now, I’m the chosen one.
and I can’t be hurt by anyone.