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Heat
Heat
What are you?
You erase my presence when I am alone.
Flea the opposite direction when my armies abound and encamp me.
Have a head of a girl and the heart Of a field beast.
If you are a shape shifter you are as cold either way to the point it's like fire with blue flames shut in my bones.
Everytime I close my eyes turn my head away from you, you turn up the heat.
Throwing your Magmar in my way, I only hear you because you won't stop screaming my name.
I feel you, because you won't quit burning my space.
I see you because you won't stay out of my face.
I'm with you, because you won't stay out of my head.
It's a cold war.
Waisting your time trying to convict me; convince me to give in to this heat.
I don't know what you want.
First you bring your trophy relationship before as if you want me to want both of you.
The heat keeps building up
You say that I am insecure, I'm not magical enough, un anointed for either of you or anyone so what's the basis?
I've had dreams that would eat pieces of you scrap metal for breakfast!
Now you want me.
Even with your dark side.
You want to turn up to my apartment everytime I get quickened to transform.
Into a angel
Into the unknown
Watch the game on flames from the eyes in the world beneath you.
It's like I am on fire and you want to put it out.
I smell the dark matter blood rise .
Then when you can't fulfill your pride Joy and envy you become what everyone is running away from.
All the heat.
A bible of assault riffles.
The only enchanted moonshine river of heat
Runs excessively high, deeper than the Nile of synical lust in it's pinnacle of attention.
Attendance abundantly with the heat of abuse and hate in your eyes.
There's been friction betwixt us for so long I kinda grown immunocompromised to the old fire.
Defying and bending the laws of gravity to levitate over the heat; over you; the weekend.
Can you redirect the heat back in your Lane?
Don't know if I can stand this living turmoil much more.
Don't know what he's doing, but he is so hot amongst all other flowers.
Don't know if I should say that I want you.
The heat keeps growing up to something surreal even trying to deny this twisted plethora of mixed emotions, self-esteem, and widely focal passion doesn't work to kill the Shawns of our past.
Mr. Turn up to fight.
I don't want to fight.
Don't need the strife.
Besides, Mr. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious in the distant or occurring future, when you see how angels war it's you that's going to be hurting all by yourself.
You that's going to be pulling yourself apart.
You that's going to be unworthy and dead inside.
Turn down the heat.
Turn down the heat.
I don't note this lividity.
This funnel of rage didn't start with me.
Go find someone else who likeliest more qualified in question to beat you.
And then again don't walk away from me, I think I bring you down.
All the way down til you start to loose your identity.
Because your self esteem and how your world revolves around mine , how you get aroused heaping coal on my head, means nothing at all.
You both came out to fight.
Two against one.
I think I am ready to fight, but I don't deserve the loss in the heat of the night.
Don't plagiarize that last line that stuck to you.
Lest I show you how I turn up the heat in winter.
Very soon I'll embrace you on the other side.
In the crowd in the distance, starring back our freedom.
We can freeze what's inside.
Hereditarily.
Numerically.
Scientifically.
Socially.
Psychologically.
Digitally.
Sincerely.
Mathematically.
Acrobatically.
Hypothetically.
Convectively.
Asymmetrically .
Verbally.
Ironically.
Alphabetically.
Kinetically.
Rigorously.
Domestically.
Mentally.
Genetically.
Horizontally.
Spiritually.
Aggressively.
Catestrophicaly .
Chronologically.
Theoretically.
Simultaneously.
Symmetrically.
Extraordinarily.
Furiously.
Compoundidly.
Transversely.
Evenly.
Statutorily.
Externally.
Internally.
Locally.
Internationally.
Surgecially .
Biblically.
Untimely.
Repetitiously.
Radioactively.
Systematically.
Single handily.
Red handily.
Orally.
Metaphorically.
I dropped a bomb, move bombs on your head to make you implode.
Physically I could knock you out lately!
You planter Ignatius I can bend you over and beat you down with a dictionary, college edition.
Even with the heat blurring my sight, I feel things deeper now.
I touch things darker now.
It's line I strongly draw.
I am beyond.
I am beyond.
I am cooling.
I am cooling.
Authorship by Mr Dashaun Snipes
©2023-2024
© Dashaun Snipes
What are you?
You erase my presence when I am alone.
Flea the opposite direction when my armies abound and encamp me.
Have a head of a girl and the heart Of a field beast.
If you are a shape shifter you are as cold either way to the point it's like fire with blue flames shut in my bones.
Everytime I close my eyes turn my head away from you, you turn up the heat.
Throwing your Magmar in my way, I only hear you because you won't stop screaming my name.
I feel you, because you won't quit burning my space.
I see you because you won't stay out of my face.
I'm with you, because you won't stay out of my head.
It's a cold war.
Waisting your time trying to convict me; convince me to give in to this heat.
I don't know what you want.
First you bring your trophy relationship before as if you want me to want both of you.
The heat keeps building up
You say that I am insecure, I'm not magical enough, un anointed for either of you or anyone so what's the basis?
I've had dreams that would eat pieces of you scrap metal for breakfast!
Now you want me.
Even with your dark side.
You want to turn up to my apartment everytime I get quickened to transform.
Into a angel
Into the unknown
Watch the game on flames from the eyes in the world beneath you.
It's like I am on fire and you want to put it out.
I smell the dark matter blood rise .
Then when you can't fulfill your pride Joy and envy you become what everyone is running away from.
All the heat.
A bible of assault riffles.
The only enchanted moonshine river of heat
Runs excessively high, deeper than the Nile of synical lust in it's pinnacle of attention.
Attendance abundantly with the heat of abuse and hate in your eyes.
There's been friction betwixt us for so long I kinda grown immunocompromised to the old fire.
Defying and bending the laws of gravity to levitate over the heat; over you; the weekend.
Can you redirect the heat back in your Lane?
Don't know if I can stand this living turmoil much more.
Don't know what he's doing, but he is so hot amongst all other flowers.
Don't know if I should say that I want you.
The heat keeps growing up to something surreal even trying to deny this twisted plethora of mixed emotions, self-esteem, and widely focal passion doesn't work to kill the Shawns of our past.
Mr. Turn up to fight.
I don't want to fight.
Don't need the strife.
Besides, Mr. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious in the distant or occurring future, when you see how angels war it's you that's going to be hurting all by yourself.
You that's going to be pulling yourself apart.
You that's going to be unworthy and dead inside.
Turn down the heat.
Turn down the heat.
I don't note this lividity.
This funnel of rage didn't start with me.
Go find someone else who likeliest more qualified in question to beat you.
And then again don't walk away from me, I think I bring you down.
All the way down til you start to loose your identity.
Because your self esteem and how your world revolves around mine , how you get aroused heaping coal on my head, means nothing at all.
You both came out to fight.
Two against one.
I think I am ready to fight, but I don't deserve the loss in the heat of the night.
Don't plagiarize that last line that stuck to you.
Lest I show you how I turn up the heat in winter.
Very soon I'll embrace you on the other side.
In the crowd in the distance, starring back our freedom.
We can freeze what's inside.
Hereditarily.
Numerically.
Scientifically.
Socially.
Psychologically.
Digitally.
Sincerely.
Mathematically.
Acrobatically.
Hypothetically.
Convectively.
Asymmetrically .
Verbally.
Ironically.
Alphabetically.
Kinetically.
Rigorously.
Domestically.
Mentally.
Genetically.
Horizontally.
Spiritually.
Aggressively.
Catestrophicaly .
Chronologically.
Theoretically.
Simultaneously.
Symmetrically.
Extraordinarily.
Furiously.
Compoundidly.
Transversely.
Evenly.
Statutorily.
Externally.
Internally.
Locally.
Internationally.
Surgecially .
Biblically.
Untimely.
Repetitiously.
Radioactively.
Systematically.
Single handily.
Red handily.
Orally.
Metaphorically.
I dropped a bomb, move bombs on your head to make you implode.
Physically I could knock you out lately!
You planter Ignatius I can bend you over and beat you down with a dictionary, college edition.
Even with the heat blurring my sight, I feel things deeper now.
I touch things darker now.
It's line I strongly draw.
I am beyond.
I am beyond.
I am cooling.
I am cooling.
Authorship by Mr Dashaun Snipes
©2023-2024
© Dashaun Snipes
