Currently the currency is floating in the air while
im currently creating my canvas correctly. Im curious and it wont kill me cause i got 9 lives like a cat but i aint your pussy.
Im constantly contemplating on cutting ties with cordless connections because they bring a certain disconnection.
God deliver me from cunts that try coming for my calmness
they think it comes at a cost they can afford currently
Little do they know,
Aint no currency can afford this calmness it comes from within, it conveys a stillness even in compromising situations.
Im an artistic aesthetic kind with a combination of confusing parts that conciously cut through my chest,
cracking open through my throat and gracefully, i speak through the pit of my stomach.
Collect, Connect
Collaborate dont compete
Carefully, grateful and not hateful
GRATO
- Author: Grato (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 11th, 2020 09:51
- Comment from author about the poem: Hope you enjoy the flow of my C's that i tried poetically putting together :)
- Category: Sociopolitical
- Views: 13
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