She hates youShe hates ÜB hates ÜGive upDumb fuckOutta luck &Wallet – emptyNot even one buckDeer N the headlightsStunned – hit an 8pt buckTotaling my red pickup truckMy Vacuum wishes it could suckAs much as you – such a Lame Duck [2 May 2024 Revision] [Original] She hates youShe hates ÜB hates ÜGive upDumb fuckOut … Continue reading 8pt Buck / Lame Duck
Month: April 2024
Break Me (I Don’t Wanna B Saved)
I don’t care if she’sTrying to break meFor a good reasonIt doesn’t matterIf she’s tryingTo save meI don’t wanna B savedIt’s not gonna go Her wayBreak me N2 little pieces, thenScatter me like I AmJust some dust N the windYou’re not gonna set me freeJust leave me to die aloneLike you've always doneSo, I'm really … Continue reading Break Me (I Don’t Wanna B Saved)
Subside
I Am hiding insideWhile outsideTime liedI triedNow I bideThis’ll subsideBefore Times collide I Am hiding inside While outside Time lied I tried Now I bide This'll subside Before Times collide
Nothing…Numb
Why can’t I do anything right?I can’t even feel AnguishThe way I shouldI can hear the voices & I knowThey sound like they should hurtSo even though I feel broke, likeI Am taking quite the beatingLike beating hearts, stillNow mine won’t startI feel nothingI feel soNumb [2 May 2024 Revision] [Original] Why can’t I do … Continue reading Nothing…Numb
You’re Crashing, Truant Wave (Saturday Fight)
WellSay AmenIt’s Saturday nightAnd I actually went out…I wish I was deadNo matter what I saidI Am misunderstoodJust kill Me withJudgementHurry – juryDon’t be hungI’m ready to hangOr go out in a bangAt the shooting rangeI really need a changeOf Spring’s sceneryCruel SummerB early [2 May 2024 Revision] [Original] Well Say AmenIt’s Saturday nightAnd I … Continue reading You’re Crashing, Truant Wave (Saturday Fight)
Komodo Dragon
Hey! Wait...am I Actually...shedding? So, like some strange sort Of Random reptile? Like A Weird White snake, wired When inspired by A Rainbow Zebra's 7th stripe soon 2 B ripe like hype Produced by purple pipes while I type & wondering if maybe this means Now! B Time's turning point A §tory's Rhyme; where M. … Continue reading Komodo Dragon
No One Can Save The (Whole) World [PöP Revision]
We can control Ü The same as Ü can Control Whö ΣY∃ Am If Ü want something 2 B done, then do it Plenty of people, Whö Do so much more than Ü Ü know - 2 continue & Improve, their selfs Their worlds - even When Ü still can't C Prime's ProcessI know, for … Continue reading No One Can Save The (Whole) World [PöP Revision]
Fugo’s Mysterious Miasma (Green Blur & Purple Haze)
A Green Blur hoveringLike my guardian angel NMy demon's Purple HazeSlowly seeping N2Time Being’sParadiseFull of adviceA lot of it: GoodLike Virtues belong Above Vice, whileOthers: alrightEven if offBarelyJustSlightSo, I Can-Still- C öDD MeEven if it's a bit blurrySo, putting Him N2 another flurryAfter giving some critical feedback, whichB stressing Him like a Heart Attack – … Continue reading Fugo’s Mysterious Miasma (Green Blur & Purple Haze)
Imaginary Allergies, Act VIII: Phantom Flu
https://madmanrequiem.com/2023/11/16/purple-haze-feedback-fugo-figures-it-out-viral-malware/ Royal Purple & GreenLike the Hulk on leanMy phantom flu reallyIs a miserable thingAs there’s no snotStraight liquidPouring out of MeLike my nose is a faucetPlease twist it like a spigotTo turn off my internal plumbingI Am literally becoming dehydratedLike running a marathon – just fromThose fluids that I Am losing whenWiping my nose … Continue reading Imaginary Allergies, Act VIII: Phantom Flu
C.C.’s Terms öF Service / Geass Agreement (ñü∿Treaty öF Versailles)
I see, C.C. – or maybe C2If that B Whö Ü preferWhöever: either wayThe Green Blur BComing so cleanAfter drinking leanTurning my eyes PurpleLike, WTF?! Is this reallyWhat She meant by Her “lent”Like a 40 day loan – 2 atone 4Me trying 2 hold The Doors closedThough, not even a demon could stopThe coming storm … Continue reading C.C.’s Terms öF Service / Geass Agreement (ñü∿Treaty öF Versailles)
Rocky Steps
A workout montageLike my muscle collageGettin’ swole, turnin’ GoldAs my bars, written N the starsCovered in fairy dust, red like rustSo much (for) stardust – so how aboutAngel Dust? Not PCP – the real thingFrom cupids like Clarity, EpiphanyDescending'\.upon Me, becomingYouforia ☮ all glory 2 Her https://open.spotify.com/track/2svOhUXIy2932LBNEFdNcq?si=jtWLbctNRcW_C3h65sI_HA https://open.spotify.com/track/1RkPqBGgFNPxdzlGD2Ar0m?si=gVm04mNfTJ-Z2Nt4Vaa44Q https://open.spotify.com/track/07Tx168RSsUS1HqkDIOZbH?si=CALZvgAiRG6XWE7Is0oKOw https://open.spotify.com/track/2Lhdl74nwwVGOE2Gv35QuK?si=TAo61AgbR0ajgMbh_RTbuw https://open.spotify.com/track/61cmcXRr8bPtjYqETFc10p?si=KulXtCOzTBeZEF2W19ZrCg https://open.spotify.com/track/26261sGhJmz3YJTrxzHaYs?si=1PiO5XixRRS5SRjlCtMs4g










