misskita

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  • misskita 1w

    Capture

    Catch my spirit under the star in light of the moon or a burning fire on the blue sky with just a pink and yellow , saying hello and good - bye. Blue and white crystal of the shine of a ocean luy by. Stare at me make a wish as shine make me a mystery star. Blaze with a white falling flake on my face. A garden blossom like there a peek-boo flowers open that beautiful smell. Stay there to capture all that anexity and depression to something
    Beautiful stand there, with silk chocolate skin and a smile spread from cheeck bone to cheeck bone make it a blessing or curse. I photograph all in my head. Capture with the ball of a eye brown of gold.
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  • misskita 2w

    Hate and love is the new apocalypse

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  • misskita 2w

    Alarm of life

    They say life is a blessing and curse at the same time, it's a light and darkness, it's happiness and sadness, it's give and also taking, it's patience and fast, it's truth and lies, it's love and hate, it's hard and easy , it's breaking and fix. It's good and bad, it's walking and crawling, it's loud and quiet ,It's jump and run. This is what life can be if you take those choose, choice of life.
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  • misskita 4w

    The count of shield blessing

    They say you are your brother's keeper so why known not what you do to your felt, but what they do to you? Life is a expression making a feel, great of my mystery felt of questions and answers. Running after myself chasing rain clouds but still colors of gray. Why I'm my brother's keeper if I'm not a toy builder, why love if your not attached. I name my falling fears one by one as i run. Stand in the system of the four only walls. As my mind turn into a statue of dust. Every voices that cry inside my head made me die inside. The worst moment of your life is the best of paparazzi surprise. The crazy things is one of the public worst enemy of you. If i lost my self i loss it all, being my brother keeper.
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  • misskita 5w

    Computerize me

    We going to do system fuck filthy, I'm take from the rich people until they kill me. They say love hurt until a child take from her, can love be worst. They say body are beautiful unless take what make you hurt. They say new can be good until change forever and never look back. They say he is aman stand down he take best of you and let it burn. They say tell the truth will set you free until all eyes on you, kill me because if i not dying to live, I'm live to die. You sign up for what, you take help to you, that system of life. They say planes don't fly in the air unless you can control it.Now take a flight.
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  • misskita 7w

    Brown seed of history

    Pills is a potions say little prayer for you. As i use the paint brush to make mural on my face show the present pain. Creater of a art of a person the dust to earth. Call me the DNA of the ancient fortune teller of my ancestor. Call my hands finger attachments. As play with two black and white color in my hand slap it on the flag . death is laying between your touge, i guess there two side of figure your letter is number one. People who taunt me asi stare in the middle of the street at my mirror. I look at a person with has no color hope to see the IMAGE of the reflection that hidding all way in the back. As there black dirty in my nails to figure out i been hung up that long. Was It to hard to let my skeleton to let cast of a white men ,super market me.Eating a bug like a bean was disform. As my skin was only vitamin e that the sun support. As my brown eye turn to blood red as my autopsy was peform, hey make me a history forms. They say you are women , when get your period , no that make me decrease while I'm walking alive. That just one bad apple that drop from the family history tree. Maybe johnny appleseed Can plant a other one. Of me to determine how black ethnicity can be a better slave that make of me.
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  • misskita 8w

    Can't learn life if you don't live

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  • misskita 8w

    Black suffer

    Wear my skin and try to make to be something that I'm not. Trying to make my figure,playing all your cards right. Don't have a choice to survive with my heart touch sky. Kill me on that killer murder with no body at the crime scene. Clap as people was my fan , fight back if i was big as a big mac. You chase these lies like you play tag. Stay wake like there was a devil and angle on my shoulder. Act shade if i had seven heads. Swirl my other nine life, my perfection die like dead flower. Peel my mouth open as you unhumble me. Being fake like a burn candle. Drop tears from eye's can't cry. So you choke me , shoot me i always be the number of a letter that thick as my skin the color black. You can sweep my darkest away but you can't take my light that within me , I'm not just a regular person of the character of the black that matter or that cage.we see we stand we live. The question is are you normal or just a dream.
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  • misskita 9w

    Missing child

    I bet you are looking for a girl who has a little upstairs maybe she is a alone , so you can stare at her underwear. But stay and not near, not that anyone cares why are you choke on my hair. Oh mommy dear a contact of a men is here, he said can i play with you and your bears. Maybe she type of girl with blue or blonde, brown hair, the lair that play with cat ears. She jump out of the window full of fear, that's what may so hard to hear , as mom think like a shape of a pear. Take me always as my mom stand close near, no attention no attention as those was the last word of her tears.
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  • misskita 9w

    Expression of the mind

    The eye of the behold of the world , precious jew of the earth, the color the symbol every state on there own world. The human , what are the human really a image of a statue or the x- Ray of the sun which reveal my skeleton, these questions fly drag like a plastic bag but a animal who cloth and feed me descend in the wind. What person claim me mark world Destiny when i sat here growing wild to escape me, territory to attack against we or just stop tell me a real untold story. Is my eyes and ears really take sides for me , does my nation really identity me. The light that supposed to protect me, where a white angel dress in black when call for mercy or overcome the dead. Maybe the rose is a bad romance or honey stick like a connect star. Can money really help, with the war outstand me. I take a shower to wash people off me as the fall to make that dark side of me, do you really care how speak to you with they immortalised , a loin can alone carry that much of meat. How many seat to take at the lake where all my problem start to sink, where soap buried and dang my open wounds. Will you seat back and really take my heart from apart of that. No explains because the world the explanation. Please don't skin me cause the men of white mask want to peel me, set a spice pepper take me to the hottest hell burn down , burn down tell they take the ghost town, the red eye that shoots of the bullets.
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