How much of it is real. How can u read that and not feel the pain.

uppin............

thinkin about u makes my chest hurt & makes me think sad

~talents there but speak engish dammit~

you used me as if i were a living soul dart board

~a tad of imagery for a choppy flow~

my heart was the red in the middle & u hit me with every shot

~all of our hearts are red but I feel what your saying~

the next shot you hear was me. killing myself while lookin in a mirror with your picture

~your talented and the flows there but it lacks imagery and you
need to cop an english book whenever you have some free time~

or listen to eyedea cause hes from Minnesota

something must be wrong I typed without caps

Please Be Respectable And Reply To Me And
Anyone Else Who Has Shown Interest In Your Work

Peace

~Content~ Con-tent

Say It With Me...I Know You Can

im not understanding your point completly
about speekin english and such................
Gimme an idea of a english book you are
speeking of so i can have somehtin in mind
thanks for your post, holla back

this was deep damn deep n u did a hell of a spit i think we will c some good stuff from u hell of a job

respect

Nice piece....

need some more advice in here

A true story (apart from the end of course)?

Either way, it was felt. It had a truth to it. A gritty, raw personal truth to it. The imagery was slightly lacking. I felt for what you were writing, ti could've been a bit better. Also seemed a bit cut off at certain parts. Like it was made up of emotional bursts and put together. Not as flowing. But then again, that gave the piece a kind of un-cut and raw feel to it.

...resp...

What up yall, been gone a long time, jus gotta outta rehab and im better then ever, dunno if this poem is good like when i wrote
it, but let me know aight, and ill write some ones soon. Peace

congrats cuz, you gunna have ta call me up later aight boy, i member this thing from back in the day, holla son