A dime plus 99
Why do I die inside my mind
Each time you come around
Self medicate through prayer and peace
To lift me from the ground
Lose words
Lose focus
Losing all my swagger
You cut right through the parts of me
So gently with a dagger
Ain’t never seen no one like you
Dont think I’ll see another
So excuse me miss, nothing’s amiss
Yo, I gotta have your number
If I go blind call all the time
To hear your angel sounds
And in my dark paint the spark
Your beauty knows no bounds
It lights the world
Well mine at least
Don’t pass it to another
I crave your fire
It’s my destruction
Desire to be obtained
Hold you close
Burn my skin
And wrap me in your flame
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I hear it as a rap, which I love about the poem.
I write most my poems while listening to music and often times they take on a rhythm similar to the song. In this case I was listening to rap.