"Sleepers...The Sleepers, R After Me." I'm "Nights".
Sleepers...The Sleepers, Have Awakened. I've Awakened Them, Somehow.
"WOW!" Went The Whole Strip Club After My Ultimate Performance.
Chance? Natural Chance? No. I Cut A Deal With A Girl Daemon That Was Always Of My Approving Audience.
Intense: This Is What I Owe: I'm "A Accursed" On The Run From The Sleepers That Adore Me Most.
Toast Me, If U C Me @ My Best. I'm Not So Upset @ Where I'm @.
Upset, But Never That Upset. Rumours: "Am I Really.....The Queen Of The Sleepers?"
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 20th, 2023 02:19
- Comment from author about the poem: U Tell Me, Kind Audience: Choose Your Own Adventure Or Comic Book?
- Category: Fantasy
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'Intense: This Is What I Owe:
I'm "A Accursed" On The Run
From The Sleepers That Adore Me Most.'
comic book/fantasy or grim reality?
sad to think
how many female rappers
make their start, in strip clubs
and granted
for they own it, proudly
they strut
ask for no pity party
they grind and find a way out
shine bright!
but fck
it's 2023, why is this 'a thing'
to begin with...
'Chance? Natural Chance? No. I Cut A Deal'
is it cutting a deal, when poverty's
double barrelled, reality
is stuck in your face, from birth?
and those eyes, start to linger
on their hips after a certain age...
its all so fck'd up
(sorry if I took this somewhere
far removed
from your intended meaning, my friend
you know how I get, forgive me
I mean no disrespect)
wonderfully insightful poetry, thanks for sharing
Again, I'm Touched @ Having Inspired Such Incredible Response, My Friend. Stay Eazy, L.B.
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