Crayons by Mag.Lo

I was the pigment of riches
soon become ignant
looping and looping,
repeating repeating,
till all I knew made me hollow and stringent
striped of integrity, quick witted mind,
equally rivaled in ivory irony
Watch as the red and cerulean dynasty
strive

Technologically,
we can consider this all time high
beautiful light
in the eye of the storm,
twinkling as if it's waving goodbye
soon out of sight
but I can assure you this grounded decline's
unjustified by the litany of time,
youth is the air that will keep us alive

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• chiptune
• hip_hop
• indie pop
• noise
• punk
• Deltona