The best Rap lines from the corpus.

Silver spoon cuts morning air

Left the ring on the kitchen table

Mouth opening, closing, choosing quiet

You still keep my chipped mug on your kitchen counter

My hands close the distance I opened with my mouth

The chair still leans toward where you sat

Sweat burns but the shame stays dry

Red light turns green / And I'm gone

While I'm coding six feet deep

But I'm holding it different now—the cost is knowing better

Rent's three months late but my gym membership's current

Weight burns different than leaving

Made me set down everything I'd held for keeping quiet

In this basement where the folding chairs won't forget

Your mug holds the shape of absence

Voice turning stadiums into home

The phone was warm

Mirror showing who they want / Chair holding who you've always been

Devon walked past like I was tinted glass

Break room clock says when the shift supervisor's coffee goes cold

Blue router light burns like a tiny hell

Like someone else was living in her life

I'm the one who decides when you get burned

But I remember now — I used to walk out in the rain without a coat

still leaning toward something / that stopped reaching back

You chose them over your jacket draped on our kitchen chair

Some quiet can kill more than noise

My Bible's dusty on the kitchen table

I'm thirty thousand feet away / Even when I'm on the floor

Running from a mirror I can't outrun