Mr T. Mandie Speaks

Listening to the beckoning rains. He marched his soul straight into her's Watching every word drop out of a straight line Yet out of cha...

Tell me again, where I am from For I find the swamps homely But scary to admit. And hear the footsteps time louder But a stranger, in the co...

Dangling skeleton closets At broad daylight Brewed in dusk escapades Tongue-tied to fallacies Brood words spilled in drunkenness was all of ...

The day we choose to speak, fate had another story to tell. Dated by our feelings, that had us chasing our tail. But this was more than a gh...

Clipping actions! Ms. Nobody felt time in absence, filtering in the cold night on a loop. Damaged reminisced reflections tricked her soul to...

Standing the rain  My heart had it all in pleas  Calling for a soul spare a tease  Rumbling out, please  Upon the cupid tangent line on a mi...

We knew our words never rhymed in love. But due to our stubbornness, we bought balance in arguments. Feeding lies to our soul as lust spelle...