TWICE Break-Up Party get in here bitches

2024-11-24 ho ho ho merry xmas

In general this is the proposed original split:

2024-11-24 11:36PM cant find the note so here's a poetry dump circa 2022? 2023? 1414

Fresh from Google Keep, that means it's old. I don't remember. Good luck. i like some of it ==lion network. hm. it's a farce.==

'ya they said it was never real that i was crazy in the fifth degree 'tristan set astray belief that believe, that life wasn't livid

painting vivid, sharks stay timid murky waters i surf on ripples those dimples are so dim let me treat these sweet words

to a love marked by hyper caustic chemical, fly sickly it's anti anthem, try reticule pull back peace with pendant

'ya cuz it's so volatile as i lap the sterile environment, iron, steel, Achilles heel

i dance alone

premise, beautiful reflection, eternal subliminal when i ace your space, we all dive

dip sea, imagining all kinda war crimes they sent me deep in the jungle, just to document

my fault lines, squiggling in disgust, no trust, in jail lobbed my laptop into the street just to show the world i feel it

'ya this is hand i was given and imma play every card til the dealer plays tricks then ill swipe all the chips

spend it all on funny quips look at this pen, isn't it so zen in calligraphy, studying the curves on your body, Cali, for not

i spent days theorizing how we could tie the knot i thought, the lives we lead could be built on four thoughts

i got daze, doctors, scholars on my shit, they don't bite but i just might, look at me in fright, i hope like

your entourage finds it funny so when i see you on goog ill courageously spoon interact, in harmony

cause i miss you still 'ya ill always be see always be closing spent too many nights

thinking what if i was the chosen one, one is enough for you i hope your intents come true the empire in a.i.

aye, ill drink to that in passing, 72 hours remain hourglass glossing over facts, ill drop 30

and never face you again matter of tact ill build this sandbox for you to meditate

it's the least i can do rails, star studded, grails mist in my cup, wonder in your victory, i shed this

body, little bridges patterned with barbed wire, texturizing your voice and what it sounds like today, still did your voice change

did you lose it? your toxic, quixote, threw my shell den into the fire skyline is oh so woozy, wobbly

my hand slips up on your neck fleeting intimacy, when you hold my hand times square, spin this camera

around in one last glass as the figure pinches white sand, to the curb lions network in central park

what a farce, cyclical nature god your smile is so famous i can see the scarf, on your shoulders it's spring, long brown hair

treating the scars that you wished up, dress me up i still bite your fashion but don't come near me

cause next im ill be rattling off these rhymes, so next time when my fingers reach your neck slice them off, so I don't have to preach

to yesterday, just let me fester in my jester days you weren't even my first i was yours