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Old 12-09-05, 11:33 PM   #1
Lyriclesolja
I Create Dope Poetry For The Thinkers Of Tomarrow....I Am Lyriclesolja
 
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Many Thought......(One Of My Best)

IP:

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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Originally Posted by Indeph
Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.
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