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Na-Ledge 03-24-05 12:31 PM

Triple Homicide ~ Lover's Quarrels
 
Stone faces fail to concel the torrent of emotion
At the realization of the forces now forced into motion
Two friends, half brothers, different fathers, same mother
Two sweaty palms hold guns drawn upon one another
Tempers swell, a raspy voice spits the phrase "Go to hell"
The reply," You first", guns burst,................. bodies fell
Left Nia with her tears, and a pain she'd never known
She said a prayer, and put the heater to her dome *Bang*

Rewind to 6 months earllier.

Nia lived on 128th and had beauty beyond description
Cinnamon skin, lavander eyes, coke bottle demensions
A Little half Rician, half black version of Jessica Simpson
Just through with NYU, when she caught Jay's attention
Jay had played ball for Seaton Hall, barley graduated
Invited Nia to a family gathering where they celebrated
Past success and future feats, told Nia she had to meet
His brother Dre, Said "hey", emotions leaked through their speech
Was love at first site, somethin bout it just felt right
Nia sneakin out Jay's warm bed, to JFK to catch a flight
To visit Dre, Dre still attending school up at Syracuse
Both parties confused but aware of the moral issues
Jay callin Nia, "Where you at", she lies "I'm at work
boss called me to Jersey to redesign the shirts"
Jay's suspicious, her boss just called, flyin outta NY
Thinks she's cheatin, yellow pages, $1,000 for a private I.
Gets back pictures of betryal, between lover and blood
Mind races, losses sanity, instincts become hood
Privite flight over night, in Syracue before morn
Kicks in the door, sees the evil, now his guns drawn
Nia screams, "Jay I'm sorry", tries to run off the bed
Dre reaches for the pistol by the pillow under his head.

Back to the Current.

Stone faces fail to concel the torrent of emotion
At the realization of the forces now forced into motion
Two friends, half brothers, different fathers, same mother
Two sweaty palms hold guns drawn upon one another
Tempers swell, a raspy voice spits the phrase "Go to hell"
The reply," You first", guns burst, bloodied bodies fell
Left Nia with her tears, and a pain she'd never known
She said a prayer, and put the heater to her dome *Bang*

BLACK 03-24-05 12:33 PM

i dont know what to say
what do u want?..think im gone clap 4 dis
nope :nono:

2/10

Na-Ledge 03-24-05 01:16 PM

i checked your work. You are dirt, don't post in here again!


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