My mind elevates when listening and feeling those sounds
Using heaven as instrument
Songs are medicine
I know this to be true
Change lives and history and tomorrow
Giving life and thoughts new
Incredible highs
Violet dreams
Every time I play that tune
Sing to me, sing to me
Melodic massages
Eat through my skin in the best way
Like sweet licorice to my brain
Is this what goodness should taste like
Free and
Easy
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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