Dark Poetry #4 |
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My life(Part 1) and many more to come... |
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since 2000-04-01
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We aint got a lot of cash, To buy couple of benz, But we got a smile, That’s worth the same, We was born deprived, As I grew up through years, I learn how to smile, Kept dreamin all the while We fought amongst- Momma tried to teach us All we had was one other, But I never gave it much care, This place was drivin me crazy, Seein young girls with babies, I had a plan to get out, To make it to the right door, I stayed awake a nite dreamin, Tellin who was there to listen, About my hopes and my plans, They tell me it just me wishin, All week I kept working, While my peers havin fun, I was keeping my dreams alive, Through this rhymes I survived, Dinner was on the stove, When I made it home at ten, Hungry I been for a while, I could barely fight it, My momma made no miracles, But she made dinner every nite, For that I was thankful to her, I never went to bed a hungry child. Fear is what kills me tonight. |
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since 2004-07-27
Posts 148 |
I read parts 1 & 2 and I think you got the hook. I'm looking forward to reading more of you. |
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