Verse 1- Nyce
Verse 2- Ntalek
Verse 3 - Brandon Cee
Grandeza Collective
"Inhale"
I inhaled sensitively.
A sudden sting shook me into a deeper frenzy.
It felt as if every pain in the world was flushing into my veins;
like it was releasing poison into me.
It started down my arms;
the shooting pains slicing downward,
then upward in a slow, intrigued motion.
Now I was hugging myself,
nails digging into the upper part of my arm.
Gripping my soul, holding on in desperation.
Inhaling hate as I exhale more hatred.
my once naked soul now covered in wrongs.
the right to write clench's the pen in my
sweaty palms. I strike the paper with pain.
The pen drip's death silently. Whispering
love over carved tree's. My moment of
despair is at wit's end.
Take a second to think - breathe
toxins in; mixed with a pale face
of the moon, die slow under a tree.
Paper and pad are pending to find
order within a paper mache costume
as ink spills over their heads as if to
annoint a priest or king in various
ways and shapes. Direction is not
optional in this fortress of Legends,
comprised of North, East, South
and West...while it was won with guns
it was suppressed by silenced company
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But your imagery shown here man, really had some cool visuals. It's just how you took it.. kind of brought my smile to a grin. Could've done so much more.. don't know man. It seemed repeative.
