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[thewordology]

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Idée Fixe

Foot fetish freaky fein

fuck the rubber

Give it all to me big daddy

Cuff no others

Your soft whispers make me melt

Voodoo spells in my ear

warm feelings pull me near

The comfort of your scent

the grasp of your hands

squeeze me again

Release all my sins

But after your demeanor turns dim

Your energy shifts like a gust of wind

Fein or foe I do not know

The passion and fire

escaped your desire

A stranger in my bed no longer my night and shining armor

I thought we would grow closer

But instead, I feel like a loner

feeling empty

as if I displeased my lover

Haunted spirits, did I upset my mister?

You’re distant

An unbidden guest

Mingled in my sheets

DON’T tell me I’m crazy

It’s not all in my head

Hysteria from the dick?

This soon..I know you lying

I turn over

Remnants of recollection

tongue tracing

Sentiment taking over

Ohh no..here we go again

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Drugged

You’re my drug

On a one week high

Feeling like I can’t survive

I taste your scent

I smell your lips

I’m needing a fix

Pulse intensifies

As our hearts synchronize

Sex in your eyes

As you pump your lust

between my thighs

Goosebumps appear

imagining how you feel

A dose of you

No one else could do

You have this hold on me

Devotee to your potent

An endless supply

Habitual tokens

Drugged in a sober state

Intoxicated, slightly inebriated

overdose on you, come be my fixer babe

I’m granting permission

To making it a forever venture

Persuasive mister

Submissive to what’s permitted

New level cheat code

You’re the one I’m aiming for

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C o u n t r y l i n e.

Country fine

Raised near the country line

Southern demeanor

Scotty golds

under his brim

When he flashes a grin

Old school Chevy

sitting

While his rims keep

spinning

Raised in red clay

Bo-legged sway

spits game as his word play

oldest of 5

Built swole, Big-bone

Double cuppin’

Syrup sippin’

Never been an outer stater

Local street navigator

Collective reppin’

mean muggin’

Counting c-notes

Concrete hustla

turning heads

Catching ether

The breadwinner

bible stays on the dresser

Next to his steel protector

A quick-witted Gentleman

Blazing weed

behind the tinted

talking noise and

complementing

Babyface youngin’

Bucking on whoever

Slangin’ that country grammer

Knows how to treat a woman

Cause his momma taught him betta

Accent heavy

Walks in with confidence

glance on stiff mode

Giving out commands

He head honcho

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Inheritance.

We built this house

As a collective

Not out of free will, but out of fear and deception

Kidnapped and chained

Bounded and packed like grain

Carried by waves

And the humming

Of traditional hymns

A new smell and new land

Appeared

Foreign objects placed in our hands

Manipulated by influence and power

The inferior imposed upon us

Rejected demands met with

blood stain reign

Once kings and queens

Our heads hung low

shame and sorrow

Now filled our empty

Hollows

Years passed on

And I see more than a

glimpse

Of how generations after

Endured the pain

For us to regain our name

My bloodline

now bore on this land

Inherited a house

we fought to get in

The house creaks

with the secrets it keeps

There’s struggle in the beams

Our feet walk beneath

The blood shed on this land

For the green and greed

The heir of my family

succeeded to me

that I hold the title to be

The rightful owner of the house

That continues to defeat

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HERO.

I boost his ego

The man behind the mask

Proofing him with lust

Seductive with my touch

Fulfilling desires

Influencing his attire

The man of my dreams

Talks sweet to me

He studies me

Mesmerizing curves, along with my words

Conforming to my scent

Scratching each itch

My hero.

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Breaking Bad

Be honest with myself

Knew you were too

Bad to be true

Angel on your shoulder

Whispering the moments

Couldn’t figure out why

What’s your motive

Set myself up, changed the plan

I’m new in focus

Can’t break my heart

I make new rules

Wrote them down

To break a habit

Telling friends all about it

Reminding them I need space

But don’t doubt it

That Ms. Thang

Won’t give up

I’m letting go of

Bad habits

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2x you.

You don’t love me no more

Not top of the mind for you

Why your interest in me weak?

Obeyed you just to stay

In your good grace

Why don’t you wonder on me

Lost interest can’t I sway?

Make you fall in love with me

Desperate to make you stay

I know why you don’t love me

Because a fresh tease came to town

Vibrant and young

Eager and fun

Missed the memo that this run

will take your soul

You don’t love me no more

And that’s all and fine

But I have a secret too

The girl you’re in love with

I’m in love with too

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CRUMBLe.

Why cant I keep my hands to myself

Always in the cookie jar

Crumbs of evidence

Another man I stole again

Blame it on the drama

self righteous and entitled

Sought out a thrill only to find

I cant have him to myself

A testament from God

don’t fall for the tricks

and end up in a love triangle

Just for a feeling, a warm pillow

To take you from her side

Would be wrong

Cause good truths

dont come in the dark

So I promised to my heart

Not to search for love

At the bottom of the cookie jar

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G R E E N.

I had a dream

that I dropped the weed

out my bowl.

Once upon a time, when smoking was my goal.

Searching to find meaning in my dream by

Equating my clumsiness of green

to the many fumbles in my love flings

Posting then deleting,

Blocking him- didn’t mean it.

My anxiety above 10

On God, whats the meaning?

Confusion in my actions

If it was real, I wouldn’t be acting.

Get so nervous my bottom teeth start to tingle

Cotton mouth, can barely swallow

Still reaching for life’s meanings.

All the clocks in my house read the wrong time.

Pisses everyone else off but deep down my

Spirit knows the reason.

Walking in the right direction,

Surround yourself with winners

What you think the outcome will be?

Laughing at the rhetorical

cause I have

already planted my seeds.

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SUMMA.

Summer night breeze

Smile with my teeth

Feeling in my tummy

Butterflies give me wings

Smell of burnt weed

Fills the air

I close my eyes

and imagine you here

Holding my hand

and speaking whispers

in my ear

I don’t want to

let go of the

memories back when

Back when we

Didn’t choose sides

Back when our

Worlds didn’t collide

Take me back to

Simpler times,

To you and I.

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Blow of State

Blow me

But don’t texturize or televise

The shades of my people

Or

compare our standards to your

European features

Cause without us..you’d be

reaching

gain clout and Coins on platforms we be teaching

Then become apologetic

After you get caught sneak dissing

Bust up our fun over 9-1-1

Runs

Celebrate flags that hold hatred

Over who won

Blow me

Away from your system

With robotic intentions

Fighting to live in a world where

A tracking device isn’t combined

With the digits

Do I need to explain my rights To you

Because my skin pigment holds

A darker hue

A movement that started with freedom

Ends with rules On how we still being mistreated

We started something and damn sure gonna finish

Blow me

A melody, a tune

A song to ignite the mood

We can’t win to lose

catch 22

Cry, post and protest

But rarely see any justice

Push units now we profiting

Stay quiet and we the opposite

Blow me

To a conscious state

To the moon where the stars

Await

My energy, my calling

Relatives Where I’m

Native to the land

No selfies, hashtags

Or exploring to see

If I’m trending

You still mad?

Or pretending

Blow me

No figure of Speech

It’s literal what I speak

Blow me to power

To remove the other cowards

Blow me

To seize the moment

My reign is ours

Blow me

And make me

The head of state

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OnlyFans

He my only fan

Don’t need them other men

He’s my blessing, Heaven sent

I’m his only fan

And he’s mine, No need to pretend

I’m on onlyfans

And he my only friend 💋

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On Repeat

You self sabotage

That’s why your number isn’t saved

You’re hypercritical

That’s why I ignore you for days

You give mixed signals

That’s why I blocked you on everything

Why do you want to stay friends?

Because it’s convenient?

But I moved hundred of miles away

Stop calling and texting, I’m not going to answer

Wishy washy, superficial pretender

Barely direct with your feelings

So you play victim

You’re dead to me, wasted energy

Broken heart, no good for me

Familiar tone, butterflies flown

Amnesia to the bullshit

It’s the past, all is forgiven

On my behalf, I probably was tripping

But then your old ways creep in

And I’m reminded why last time we ended.

You’re not ready for a woman like me

Strong, sexual being, knows how to bring men to their knees

Expressive and confident

Unfortunately bad taste in men

Bruise my dominance

Tears of frustration and will

Plague my feelings of guilt

Deep down I knew he wasn’t mine, but still

I cared when I heard, urgency in his voice

Temptation swung low and just that fast the

cycle repeats