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I Love You. I Love You, I need you, I hold no one above you because no one can do you like you do Stay true, as the winter breeze be cool, even in the summer's heat keep cool Decide for yourself, be alive with your wealth, take the time to build yourself And don't ask yes you a handsome devil recognize you fly as hell

Backstory Coming Soon... So many cautions, too many variables, the constant what-ifs & repetition of parables Of heartbreak, those fixations on what may come about make enjoying you unbearable Indulgent of consequence, obsessed with curving interactions by a will motivated by over-worrying Nothing is ever certain; I've seen that a plenty as they call curtains on relationships & friendships that left me hurting Irking, searching for the next one lurking to see me feel much les

Drowning with the best of petals of many trees which rose to blossom in the spring, not a sign or presence of the former erected ever seem to be-

Free At Last, Here is my authentication of raw sentence Words are gold riches when life gives grimace, and the sight of light gets dimmest Dreams yearn for something mystic like I don't believe in repentance 'cause I disagree with your religion Flocks of pigeons I stand, lone raven looking to make his haven It's by nature I fall to cravings of betraying what's worth saving Some would call sacred 'cause I didn't create it, didn't pay... Why should I care, right? What gives me

Backstory Coming Soon... Appealing it is to pick at myself Like my scabs and loose skin, I enjoy making the scars last Pretty is the look of shattered glass synonymous with twinkling stars in the sky Each point portraying the nothingness between them A gorgeous puzzle; never put together I love the weight of feathers fallen to the ground like time Dead souvenirs to hold onto in order to remember that they had a past, a home Alive in my mind, decaying in the hands they lay Pai

Backstory Coming Soon.... My gut has been telling me I'm sick Sick of these thoughts that nag at my spirit, without quit Hawk and spit on...

My first poem I ever wrote...more to this story to come.

A dark poem I wrote back in High School. Out of all the poems I wrote to channel my depression, self-deprecation, self-loathing, and overall sense of hopeless dread, this I came back to. I share this piece as reference point of what has not changed, and what has. I still write dark pieces, but I know now I don't have to embody that darkness. I can let it breathe, let it be, and acknowledge that that it is not the only source I can draw from to feel something, or to write abou

"Mornings, or Mournings...?" - Steven O. Lynn Backstory To Be Told.... This is a poem for the days I awake from my bed, mourning...it's morning and the snooze button has been played over my alarm's warning, because waking up today doesn't feel all that rewarding This is a poem for when all the lights in my room are off, and the darkness reflects how I feel most often I offer my apology in advance, for I don't like complaining to strangers and friends, I'd much rather just k

‘Fore the I within I grows Strong in Me "Try Not, Do." My Philosophy My Will to Live never been more coherent Feel The Force Awaken with these Lyrics, Come Get It!

"One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar." - Helen Keller Backstory Coming Soon.... "Why you wanna fly, blackbird? You ain't never gonna fly No place big enough for holding All the tears you gone cry 'Cause your momma's name is lonely And your daddy's name's pain And they call you little sorrow 'Cause you'll never love again Why you wanna fly, blackbird? You ain't never gonna fly You ain't got no one to hold you You ain't got no one to care If you'd

I no I no longer care for what they say right now I don't I don't even bother, I'm on my game right now

I remember when my art was just a hobby Body hit the stage, heart was in the lobby Holding trauma bonds with memories of what scarred me...

There's no time for being humble with my fumbles, gotta muster up the muscle for this struggle, In These Dark Times Ventin’ out this...

Who am I if I can't be me, who are you to tell me what I am if you don't see me Society steady force feeds we to who they want us to be, collisions of calamity and destiny Abominations of humanity that praises duplicity, aborting our individuality Upsetting to know our children will be hindered to grow from a country always telling us no, will we learn I may never know These thoughts I rarely show, matrimonies of peace I propose Hope over fear I transpose, giving wisdom unto

I Always Keep It Real 'Cause People Love The Real Me An Alpha Dogg since I came from the womb With the rise of the moon my words begin to...

Cause summer breeze makes me feel fine This sunny queen's diggin' my vibe Her honey sweet flow coats my mind...

So, I'll move out my way, get out my brain, put all my faith in words I've laid...

Fuck the Warning Shotz, I been hungry for a kill Bucks is all I got and there ain't no runnin' for the hills, I'm the King

TooTrillFoLife, comin' live from the hill Painting musical stills, that's collages of skill...

It's been four long years and I'm still reminiscin' on your pure love that I am missing cause I walked my own distance; Oh so distant...

ADP what's really good, competition got this understood we taking over They whole spot with a grave plot that's top notch...

RhymeSlayer, crime layer, blood blader like Darth Vader But I ain't no traitor to this Rock fused with Hip-Hop!

Let me breathe, let me speak, inhale the tree, let my body seep deep in melody Feeling hella greed for all that I need, grabbing all this li

Can I Keep I Keep It Honest, with YOU?

Per usual, my mood is blues and violets of violence lingering for freedom I been looking for ways to make my emotions, logic and life expectancies to be even by now Nowadays, I'm convinced something is wrong with me, hanging over all this pain wallpapered on my brain Estranged from that child who saw stars at will without meditation, running away from my form to see the sources of everything in and out my being Meaning I'm searching for passed what I've known many years, I wa

"With every grain of dirt tossed on your seed, it builds the foundation for the flower waiting inside to grow." - Steven O. Lynn

How can you dare to pray to God when you won't even help yourself? How can we even try to save the world when our home is going to hell?

Tell Me Where’s A Survivor, Black Survivor I'm Looking for The Survivors, The Black Survivors Oh, I Found A Survivor Yes, A Black Survivor

...New thoughts come about when surpassing peaks, New goal for myself is to master peace, I'm a work in progress yet a masterpiece...

Looking down my history of friends most of their company was misery Not they fault, they was attracted to my energy Apples Apples, ...

Life is like a bike, on the rough streets of trouble Pedal rotating in confidence, guided by the sailing wheels of courage...