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Contributed by
choppaz
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Thursday, 24th October 2002 @ 03:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I put my lifetime in between this papers lines
I'm a juvenile delinquent only eighteen doing time.
This cold world holds me like four walls and a gate that can enclose a n**** for life.
The dealers of the block corners hold trials like they judges, sentincing n***** to the chair by a bullet to the head or to the heart.
We wouldn't have to end this war if this war didn't start.
I get scared when they blow and I hold on to my a** like it's the last thing I got going for me ever, until I remember... the lord is my crutch so I take hold and I'm ayight, he's my shield and my right hand so i walk thru this wicked land of killers and thugs and n***** with mugs and I smile and walk on by Cuse I know the Lord don't lie and he didn't when he told me u gonna be ayight they can't touch u, I got you.
So we walk thru the valley and it's no alarm no harm and I'm ayight and I'm gone
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2002-10-24 15:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by Butterat_Zool on
Thursday, 24th October 2002 @ 03:55:53 PM AEST (User
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I really liked this one... You put a lot of yourself into your poem, and that's exactly what makes for great poetry. It's almost like i can see you living in your day to day life. great write. Butterat Zool. |
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Sunday, 27th October 2002 @ 06:20:48 AM AEST (User
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Interesting write here... lots of heart in it....
Jenni |
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