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| its less missing you than it is being incomplete without you
on my side...ready to ride,
do or die...
you are my inspiration in a nation headed for devastation...
my salvation...saving grace,
saving space to allow me into your world,
curled under your chest,
i'm blessed to have a friend and lover in one,
beautiful casing,
its amazing to listen to you talk,
to watch you walk or just sit down,
the bedrooms our playground,
but we tend to play around damn near anywhere,
wherever i want to go you take me there,
you care...and sometimes just stare into my eyes,
then i stare at your thighs trying to disguise the fact that i am trying to do the same thing,
gave deeply into what keeps me going...deep pools of brown,
that draw me deeper into you...
into us
when we fuss,when we eat and when we sleep,
when we laugh and give life to a concrete world
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| broke and lonely.
10.10.05
how did i end up like this
broke and loney
with no hope in sight
now that aint right
cause i woke up this morning
albeit oh so very late
i had a date with several bad dreams
nad screams divied up with six episodes of
"nigga this is yo life"
"that was yo wife" and "here lies your brother"
more and more
the linen starts to smother
and choke off my reaction
its like i lie in traction
as the world spins around me
my inequities start to pound me
my sorrow starts to drowned me
waitin for my angel to find me
shit basically another skirt to blind me into a self allowed submission
yeh i get caught up
simple admission
but im still fishin for what makes me tick
the thick choking smoke constricts my vocal cords and will not allow me to scream
as the inner pain pursues every aspect of my being
do you see what im seeing
how did i end up like this
broke and lonely
heart bent not broken
pain unspoken
realizing the depth of my emotion
like sleep was my potion and woke up what was stirring inside
the pain and worry scurries about my psyce
like rats wearin nikes
shell toes and ad di das
blaw blaw blaw im just talking and you slowly walkin away
you go to much joy to stay
and deal with the power of devestation
our relation dying slowly
as you really get to know me
more than just what is seen
but the shit that should be known
im prone to rambling
and gambling on my future
sad song of an unkown poet
filled with strife unable to show it
couple dollars surely to blow it,
loved by many,
misunderstood by more
if i dream of being broke and lonely
then what do i live for? | | |
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this will be my last bullshit post...back to the poetry on this site...if you still garner interest in my ramblings...check out my other site (jimflamez)...
i just want to pat myself on the back a bit...i made jerk chicken tonight for dinner
illegal. | | |
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i don't know what people will say about this one...
written on a napkin in fasikas ethiopian bar (adam's morgan)
i know i might die
im trying to go quicker
mixing memories
with hard liqour
mind thicker
thoughts bicker
next morning feeling sicker
wondering
"did i really dick her?"
guess i tricked her
with my charm
walked her out on my arm
plotting, scheming...like animal farm
didnt mean no harm
just tryin ta live
and give
the world a peice of me
i ran astray
but hey
what can i say im a nigga
how you figga
i'd act bigga...last week
had to pull a trigga
gave a job to a grave digga
cause some gold digga ran...
her mouth..
now the body down south...
like six feet deep
im that nigga people see in they sleep
now weep
guess she enjoyed my meat
but just coudn't shut up
so i crept up...slowly...
lowly like an ant...
did shit i know i cant
or shouldn't
9 months ago couldnt
but damn how things change
close range to keep the spray away...
total decomposition...
just a day away...
bitch dont play with may...i mean me
now im free
come holla see what i see
i dare you to try and be who i be
muthafuckas
illegalthapoet.
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| here we go again
if love is life
and life is love
when i lost my love
did i lose my life
i know i lost my wife
shit cuts like a knife
against fragile skin
but to move on
i had to look within
and not pretend
that i was without fault
or that it was all my fault
shit end like it begin
two people making choices
trying to ignore outside voices
like trying to look past rolls royces
not so much
dont even stay in touch
but that is to be expected
when love is neglected
and yes i have been affected
past plans rejected
sometimes dejected
unwilling now to look to far ahead
instead at night i lay motionless
not nearly emotionless
reminiscing about the last kiss
happy to have had the oppurtunity
for life long unity
between her and me
to be continued.
illegal. | | |
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