Maybe you don’t love
But
I love you
And I miss you
The you that loved me
And
Accepted me.
And that’s all
Goodnight
Maybe you don’t love
But
I love you
And I miss you
The you that loved me
And
Accepted me.
And that’s all
Goodnight
Too cool for school
That’s alright
That’s pretty fucking cool
You fool
Cool guy
Why?
You gotta be so cool
Makes me sick
Makes me want to go home
Makes me want to go away
Makes me feel like high school
Mr cool.
Fuck that shit
I quit
Goodbye
Hahaha
Shit
Good night
I need you to see your smile
That’s meant for me.

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Communicate with women
Don’t be stubborn
Be understanding
Understand their sensitivity
Listen
Care
Be strong
Be there
And bitches won’t be crazy
Women will appreciate you
And love you
In the best way
You could ever imagine.
by myself
crushed and flooded
by the fall of you
the moonlight
would laugh at me
if he could
I found sanity in the bottle
the wind catches a thought
with my heart in limbo
I must be lost
in a mess
of sadness
just like me
it was hiding
by myself
crushed and flooded
by the fall of you
the moonlight
would laugh at me
if he could
I found sanity in the bottle
the wind catches a thought
with my heart in limbo
I must be lost
in a mess
of sadness
just like me
it was hiding
the song held out its hand
I still wonder why
you suffered so
and felt the weight
of my troubled soul
so many illusions break through
an honest man
without branches
is always
the first to go
the best we’ve had
I would run to you in a moment
my fantasies
make me hear your voice
at the center of the light
in darkness
i see you
at the end of the stars
there is love.
-kyoko cole
2018
Head -on
Tail spin
Lose yourself
Then you begin
Again
And again
It seems like I’m always starting over
It seems like I’m always going backwards
In the race around the track
I get myself back
Or do I?
Head -on
Tail spin
Lose yourself
Then you begin
Again
And again
It seems like I’m always starting over
It seems like I’m always going backwards
In the race around the track
I get myself back
Or do I?
Maybe I’m just a little more tired
Tired of trying
Again and Again
-kyoko cole
2018

Hard to spot sometimes.
But they chew
Through
Your stuff
And they’ll chew Through
You too.
A snake is the grass
Will bite you in the ass
Stab you in the back
And then turn it around
On you and attack
You like you were the one
Who drew first.
I didn’t draw knives at all
Or guns
But I will.
And never trust a woman who has no respect for another woman’s relationship
Cause they have no respect for anyone
Especially no respect for themselves.
Run home little girl
Nobody likes you
Cause you are easy to have
And many have had you
You jump under covers
Jump beds
Play with heads
And let everyone fuck you
And I mean everyone
Cause you’re lonely
And that’s pathetic
Cause you need to feel
Like you matter
Like you’re loved
But you’re not
Cause how could someone love someone like you
Who
Says things to plant the seed
In the heart of a man that doesn’t belong to you
And you knew
What you were doing
And didn’t care
Cause you can’t be alone
I smell a FAT rat
That
Does not know the true meaning
Of loyalty
And respect
So what do you expect?
People to not see what kind of shit person you really are?
You whore the whole bar
And I love to watch you drink
Until you drink
And you ask for it
So I love to watch you drown
I’m glad you’re getting the fuck out of MY fucking town
You bitch
(sorry for such anger but I’m fucking angry at people who have no respect for how they treat others until someone does the same thing to them. And even still that won’t teach them how to be a better person when they’re just not)
He shows his ugly face
When he thinks I am not around
But here i am
And there you are
Like the cold reptile you are
It’s funny how I can see you
So clearly now
For the heartless
Whatever the fuck you are
Go back to the planet or shit hole you came from
No body wants you
The real you is ugly
And dead inside 




















He is cold
Dead inside
I doubt that
But I doubt that he cares
And so be it
I do not wish him any harm
Nor do I wish for his love
Cause it’s a struggle
Always a struggle
And in my time
Of dying
He shows his true colors
Which is no color at all
Void
Vacuum eyes
Hardened soul
Angry and nasty
And no strength to say sorry
Cause he doesn’t know what sorry is
He believes he is right to act like he does
And it’s sad
Cause he’s anything but right
Or good
Or anyone
I would ever want to be there for again
Just a one sided thing
He takes the souls from kind loving hearts
Pretends for awhile
As long as he must
To get what he wants
But has no intention
Of really giving or trying back
And who would want that?
Who would want his real self?
Ugly trying to make the ones around him just as ugly
Pull it out
Push any good away
Well Away is where I want to stay.
He leave people feeling less
Than they are
But it’s he
Who is less
And I confess
That I once loved
The part he plays
Beware of actors who do it for a living
Who do it for life
They will aways stab you in the back
With their little coward knife
I wish him well
But he is someone
No one will ever truly know
Not even..himself
I’d rather be alone in my time.of.grief
Than to be around a fake
Cruel fool
Who doesn’t give a fuck about anyone or anything other than his own stupid self.
I’ve never met a man so stupid
Going through days wasting his life stupid nothing life away.








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