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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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Ridin pass the life blocks Anticipating pot holes and shot calls No bumps slow this ride While I am behind Ridin If this rhymes you feel Dead you must be Cause aint no consequences For empty promises Laced out tragedy Fast forward Forty eight now Feel I hit this age twice Recreated- Slowing down- Watching my rear all along Rhyming can’t quit In far too deep to hassle Nther crazed out life Focus on the regulation As I test out vocalization Committed to this goal Been on the speed track for a while God can’t you hear me now Holla at your child You gave this life Act out your role And preside, paper shiftin- Troubles double No solution greeted All choices depleted What now? To be continued.... Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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LadyPeach1 Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 282 |
You certainly put this poem into "Your Words" and I liked your style in this poem, because it seems that you felt comfortable the way you put some of your words like "holla" for instance, you have your own flow, and I like that! Write on, good job. LadyPeach1 |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
LadyPeach, I thank you for your comments. Have you had a chance to read Part 1? Secondly, this is an unusual writing style for me. Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) |
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