Mighty
Each
Toe are
Real
Surface awaits love show

This was just recently
The madness i craved was
Fulfilled by ur touch
Thank  you
Now I want more time with u
Almost every second of the day

We just met
No connection that was right off bat
Kisses were ok
But the idea of your hands on me
Only during the night into morning
Keeps my heart beating lightly
Yet slow

You're the ncyophile
I was the Astraphile
Stars that shined slightly bright
Dim lights
But then a different woman came by
She was henophile

Make.
It
Love
Each  step

Mmmmm it's lactose kream

Money
It's
Lot
Lots
It's
On now
Away it's
Rich
Entitlement

Magical
Inner
Neurons
Delievers  dances

Since you've
Degraded me
I now know better
How to do with out
Be good for Santa
I want presents
Which is your love

WHen you look in the mirror they say
                               Oh you look like 6 times prettier I think ?
                                            But when I look into it there;s nothing thats different
                            Not prettier or uglier just the same
                                   Although I do see a change in how my eyes are
                                      They don't seem to smile as much like they used to
                               WHen I knew who I was

Molding
It's
Sense
Somewhere
Into
Nothing
Good

Merely
Its
Sins
Saw
It's
New
Gone
Glow

Molars
O
Loosen
Each
Surface

Memories
Overturn
More
Each new taken

Mad o no **** angry yeah

This money is more loving then
You could ever be
It pleases me more than u never did
In a way my heart surpassed the
Toxic has of ur admiration
Money on my mind
Till I save so much my name be
Ms. Bank
Leave ur love after the money
Beeep bye

u are that 1 monster i cant stand
  Appearing in my dreams even
    I hate how ur claws have made marks on me
Left scar  imprints on my heart too
       My mind is ******* up

Mars
Over​ glooms out now
High above
Darkness

Thinking u can just mop
Up ur mess
U spilled on me
With ur awful mean words
U not my mop
So don't try
Cleaning it up
Ur a *****
Cleaner ...

Mocha
U gulp

Mess
U
Ripped
Deep
Each rib

Molds
Up
Skin
Clothes
Leak

U should be my fruit
'll be your
Sugar
I be the knife
U be blood
That drains me out
Yet I'll never
Be sweet again

Melody
Up​
Speed soothing
It
Classic and calm

Man
Yeah
Solve
Those
Extra
Restoring
Young tales

I'm the  surface cover top
Ur the polish over time
When ur not near
It tears away
I don't wanna repolish so
Leave me be