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Many Thought......(One Of My Best)
Heridity insanity breaks my mind to peices, Hands feel clamy as the rhyme releses, Fingers hit the keyboard filled with new thoughts, As i spill my guts and my blood starts to clot, Death fills my mind as i try to find whats right, And whats not ill never know till i try, So i must burst in dusgust before i die, And stay in with the times wit my rhymes, This has been discussed many a time, My thoughts seem to recreate and manafest, As i abreveate what i regret when im at my best, The contomplation of being left behind haunts, And the thoughts alwase get caught in a web taunts, I have lived in many sticky situations that i bought, Right or wrong time alwase seems to go on and on, I cant stop the watch but i can alwase watch the clock, As time fills my hands i feel like im in demand to be a man, But as much as i can i cant alwase relenquish who i am. |
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uppin for some damn feed!!!!
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uppin for feed yet again...........................
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This piece is ok.. The best thing about this was your vocabulary. It was colorful and big. I didnt feel the whole meaning of this piece. Its not that I didnt feel it but, I didnt really understand what you were getting at here. Really was no imagery in this piece. However you did have good emotion into this. That was the best aspect along w/ the vocabulary.
Keep working at it and hope to see pieces from you in the future. |
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