Endings.

I aint hustle no more; you do your damn thing

I tried to trust you no more;

Made me lose my damn mind

Just can’t fuck witchu; even tho I was in love with you

Fuck these days; fuck these times;

Raise my glass ; my new girl is all mine

Sip my drank and she clearing my mind

Im not going back to the street life

Not because its scaring me

Imma do right

So my parents aint have to bury me

Nina

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Baby your a pinnacle

So perfect; I could worship n I wonder n hope its not cynical

Unbelievable beauty and grace is such a miracle

When you said yes; my stress went out the window

We have a date with destiny; a destiny date

I wait n wait so anxiously;

Just simply to see your face

But I know time flies and in a blink of an eye

I’ll have you in my arms and eventually have to say goodbye

I’ll let you go fly cause I can have you back

I said baby can I love you?

“Only if I can love you back.”

To E.S.D.

Nina

Morning glory

Erotica of the subconscious

Stockpiles of pleasure

Sins with no name

Where shame doesn’t abide

My body aches in heat

The night sky above me

Closed eyes; I’m begging

I know I’m not the only one

Tossing and turning

Longing for the touch

Nina

Meanwhile in Amsterdam…

3rd abstract 9

This is a no commission

Simple reminiscent bliss a fitted picture bliss

I’m 9

9 times out of ten rhymes without a pen

My mind wanders I ponder n walk there is n there isn’t

I decide where I have been

No existential proof that I’ve existed upon the truths; visions

So I can see clearly. 3 3rd eye for dearly

Departed I miss you n the world is frozen supposedly cold hearted

Rain obsessed

Why do I love the rain

Does it wash away the pain

The hurt; of living here on earth

Or is it the calm and serene

Drifting into streams

Or cascading lights in the city

Stunning; it’s so pretty

Or perhaps the sound

On the tin roofs or ground

It’s lovely when it rains except

Perhaps I’m a little rain obsessed.

Nina