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Contributed by lost_chadow on Saturday, 11th October 2008 @ 01:58:59 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

Guess who, black man?
I'm the skeleton in your closet.
Remember, me? I'm the little kid that you shot at
the old man that you fought wit
and killed with a rock to hide the fact that you robbed 'im
I'm the fully-loaded problem solver
under the front seat of your Honda
I'm your abandoned baby mama
and your twin sons with no father
I' the creses that made you think you could go no farther
I'm your misery, and when youu stand taller
I hit harder
And when you plan your life out well, it seems
I get smarter
and have you own homeboy frame you so you get charged wit
murder and arson
I'm the hole in your heart from when your father parted
I'm the addiction that followed when the drugs started
I'm the women that wronged you and made your heart hardened
I'm the little voice in the back of your head
that makes you wish you were dead by asking
Are you this naive or just dumb?
I'm the hopelessness that traps you inside the slums
I'm the self-consciousness that makes you hang out with bums
I'm the friend that encourages you to get drunk
and the exact same friends who convinced you to take drugs
and then suggests that we rape that sleeping girl in the back room
I'm the one that lead you to sentence yourself to doom
I'm your highly accessibly death-monger
but don't let me stop you, Brother; endure a little longer
'cause every time I don't kill you, I will make you stronger

Copyright © lost_chadow ... [ 2008-10-11 13:58:59]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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