
Duck-duck, Grey-Goose, Who do I choose?
We play Cowboys and Indianzzz
Around-around-the-swap-meet. The-junkie-chase-the-dragon.
This side of the town. East/Left. Up- Side-n-Down.
I left it there.
Im gone.
When london bridges falling down.
Nina

Duck-duck, Grey-Goose, Who do I choose?
We play Cowboys and Indianzzz
Around-around-the-swap-meet. The-junkie-chase-the-dragon.
This side of the town. East/Left. Up- Side-n-Down.
I left it there.
Im gone.
When london bridges falling down.
Nina

My soul is saturated in this mystery
My intermittent infinite history
Soaked and infatuated with this existence
Time is time is time…
Tingling down my spine
I’m swimming in time…
Every single day and every single moment
And this…
Deep dark
Breeds luminous light
Stormy nights; A lightning strike
Sentimental energy entities
It’s a hell of a recipe
Gravitating time I drift along
Swimming; time is singing me songs
Of the past and present
Infinite future
Just.
Swimming in time.
Nina

“For the last 3 years; every holiday puts me in tears…”
But Im slurvibin’ ; I survived more than your knowledge.
So don’t judge; I won’t budge; Graduated from college but..
Im here to topple all of this.
Only move a muscle yo; To see my people comfortable
I’m comfortable
With what woulnt quite be enough for you.
-Minimalistic-
Kill Switch*
I am the mass creator of my destiny.
Applicate this upon the flash fader.
If Im gon write something; its gon surpass the ages.
I’m here to set you free.
In this digital subliminal “We all world criminals”.
Being watched; check your watch;
The internets 7th letter.
9 O’clock.
Open that third eye and peep the:
[Insert; present moment birds eye.]
Vision like an ecylpse of consciousness. Sub-Ominnous
Heard eyes.
Heard I?
(Zenzory Crozzover)
Spent too many days Not Sober.
Suffer my consequences
Lets get.
All over.
Again…
-Nina
Jotting rhymes / On the bus; Its a good vibe Good ride 🙂 The hundred to my girlys / JusssChillin’ Nothin’ but the Sunshine Cascades my eyes Kendrick in my headphones / Off probation in…

Let the creativity flow
There are no mistakes in growth
Simply lessons
You are no lessor
Keep your head high
and your eyes on the prize…
-Nina

Finally I have arrived in this Mecca of adventure.
Overwhelming wonder ; I really exited the placenta!
Watching in awe; This world flying by me.
This is really it…
Im Shy…
Two Worlds Just Collided.
-Nina

I’m not special.
From you or them or anyone on earth
Nothing makes me better nor worse
But I feel like an alien in a sense…
Unable to bind to any of these earthly elements
Always wondering where to go from here
This doesn’t quite fit…
When years pass like seconds
Lifes essence is silently intrepid
Odd this “time” on earth…
It’s troublesome…
So; My mind is elsewhere
Is anyone else here?
In this utterly blinding heartfelt darkness
Or is this just simply…
Nonsensely farfetched
That I feel no different than any being
But I’m an entirely different entity
Blessed serenity?
Alien displaced mentally!
Relentlessly pretending these human “customs”
Are acceptable to … anything….
-Nina

Is it kind of selfish… to reveal all your senses.
Am I gaining by explaining my pain; I feel helpless.
“Excuse me Miss…” I really must admit.
If we don’t know where we’re going; then I don’t know where we’ll get.
No please don’t walk away.
Could you spare a moment of your time?
To listen to the message I’m condoning in my rhymes?
Thank you, hear me out…
I feel a little left behind…
All the good and the bad that remains in my mind.
Loving and kindness, Or numb and blinded
Lost; searching for the answers And I can’t seem to find it.
Questing for the questions
Scarred by the lessons.
Sometimes I feel like Ive been branded as a lessor.
Whats behind my back? Is it a team or a dagger?
Define what I mean to you. Do I even fuckin’ matter?
It must be dead serious; I tried to take my life.
The saviour of my soul; was the dullness of the knife.
I’m the type of person to take care of my crew
This message ain’t for anyone; Especially not for you…
Just Consider it an abstract ;From a soul who needs to backtrack
I’ll be around…
Around…
And around we go faster…
This ride that we takin’ makin’ me sick to my stomach
No Pain No Gain. So I continue on walking….
Walk with the soldier let me take your hand
I aint mad, I just want you to understand.
I WANT this Life.
I want to always have your back.
-Nina
I want graffiti chiseled on my tombstone
I want a BBQ for a funeral
Throw some vinyls in my casket
Know that I died doing whatever made me happy
Don’t cry a bit
My life was nice kid…
Pour your self a drink and be happy;
My life LIVED
Whatever art n possessions I got
Not a lot…
Donate them to a charity
Including my organs before they bury me
Life is good and death is never scaring me
See you in the next life
Or wherever we may be…
-Nina

Just give me a pen… Ascend.
Words cut like a knife, embedded n sewn like thread
Bled out poems so I’m light in the head
Here’s the bread.
Whether or not you can weather the hot
Cold, Bold,
Only know what we’re told, it’s
The lives that we know…
I reign down like a thunderstorm…
Tattering Windows on your screen
What’s she coming for?
It’s left unsaid.
We all change faces, n stages, it’s amazing
To look back where we came from
The fate of… ya
“State of mind”…
Time and time again
We find and; (REMIND)
To Catch a moment of bliss…
Sublime n here’s a…
-Kiss-
-Nina
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