serene cove
Poetics, poetics,
Oh how you inspire me,
Blinded by my admiration?
14017 songs, all the artists I loved,
A lot in common,
But your poems were mine to love, to cope,
Born friends we were, how my idol idolises yours,
I wished it was this way,
“Pray that my idols never become my rivals”
But it seems it couldn’t be true.
Your voice was immaculate,
Mornings better than they ever were,
But should’ve realised you’re a masochist
Offered mercy, when you longed for pain.
How ironical for your name,
Nothing poetic about your disses,
Weak, light work,
Were they meant to hurt?
Sorry, but i’m here to stay,
Anime cat with a name, pretty lame,
Yet you underestimated my game,
Appeared a little tame I agree.
Went for my heartbreak, that’s based,
But with your diss my heart raced even more,
That’s cool, that’s cool, all I said while reading,
Quite ironically, you couldn’t make more haste.
How did you fall so low?
From Illmatic to Big Steppers,
Where are your morales?
East coast to west coast,
NY State of Mind to Compton,
So low, low blow.
But dear poetics, you are a friend indeed,
To forgive and forget is what I seek,
To love, if beef is not what you seek,
This diss is all you’ll get from me,
With love, Toffee 
tawny yarrow
past knoll
sick mauve
fickle kindle
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