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Personal Poems pictures and thoughts

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Passing The Torch

Self aware Of the self indulgence Different oppinated conlisuons of forced personal slavery Big words Deep thoughts heated debates to come to the same finale Hoes want to be hoes Its just that easy Niggas is niggas Whatnelse could ut be Should ot be? Could it be How long could be plea Fight Deny The true he The true she The true me Self medications Procrastination Hallucinations Of my god such a poor sorry sod of this world One mind One stupidity One frame One entity Extreme  synergy To be one be To see one sea And coastline As we one by kne flat line And leave behind Guidelines of what we should  be So our children shall see what is required to be Human

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It continues

Forehead kisses All for the misses   Trying to dodge the mistress While flirting and smashing And crashing by all these fine ass sistas Preaching "dont mind these broke niggas" "Im the nigga that can fix ya" "Uphold ya not break yac "Cherish ya and praise ya" At least that what i tell ya But i really i dint care For the fairer sex Cause all's fair when im trying to reck So aint no use in getting vex cause you bout to be mrs previous and im halfway into next Its Just how we play this game So best not be holding no flames Or axes to grind Cause I'll leave you in the most cliché of binds The most basic of traps The most basic of raps Fat poor wid a kid name sha....

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Don’t Know

Thinking About Life What it is about and my role in it Feeling   crippled by fear The fear of the day's first light and it's cooled embers The fear of solidarity washes my face daily The fear... The fear of fears I'm swept up in their dead stares and i know not where to hide

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Good Choices

Life grates Smoke weed then bake Appropriate  that good shit Maxed out Too late These fucks be too fake Washed asses full a hate Bitch niggas we gotta take These hoes these grams these crates These crates Bank notes We rake Full plate Oh shit my dumb shit So high Big mistake So high It .... Save me Love me Crave me Need me Plz just hug  me Plz just hug me My life was men to be But i fukes up on that qeen bee Like a gee In jail Felon on bail On the top over the rail Over the rail ...... Ground

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Drunk_On_Love

You me and hennessey You me and remmy All in my  face as i’m deep inside lets me know you down for the ride Got me so gone I almost wanna cry Me and the baddest always on the fly Death is is the only thing that can pry me away But even if i’m on lay away I’m gonna pay Just to see you Just to feel you on my lips Hand gliding from the face to the hips and inner thigh As I stare in those eyes Two kids White fence Apple pies Butterflies On the wall Blue skies Walking in the mall When i’m wid you I always stand tall I give you my all Only girls between us is holding hands at the mall jayda and jamie mommy and daddy Thought it was drugs and fame All I want is picture frames Of  me hennessey and you

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A feeling I'm having

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Gone....

All I got is you All I had is you The calm in the torment in my mind Lacking you is like being blind without out my walker Reading maps without a marker The hope I had is gone Without you all goes wrong So I hit bongs and hit asses with thongs chasing that attention Creating ventilation for this fogged up heart Regrets of the day we broke apart Cause I didn’t do my part Shouldn’t have let you be free Let you just be Without you there’s no me Your dependence was my free Looking at that ramblings in this piece of card Trying to be a ward to this ass and pussy Hopefully you’ll come back to me but we both know that wont be Heart sounds like and orchestra without the percussion Hiding behind the barrel of this roulette Russian edition Lacking conviction to pull through Seems i fail at this too I want to change my name to Mr . happy but the cowardice wont let me So I’ll choose to fade away like the credits of a shitty movie Screening in silence (FUCK ME) (HUG ME ) (TOUCH ME) (KNOW ME) (LOVE ME)

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Unknown for now

Light colors Friendly corpses Love devoid Prime toys Loud silence And quite noise Talentless Frightening relationships And friendships Peaceful riots Well coked violence Justified unholy matrimony Kids Metal pots and pans Invisible fans rooting For the van That hangs from from a tree Leaves nourished by the blood of the faithfully stupid Me Want to be never made it Never will Love me oils Social drills Save me from a conclusion Fusion of self worth and hope keep failing Holding onto this railing Pit pats on the paling All alone Scared not of guns and drones but softer undertones of the one i can’t flee Can’t please Can’t see Me

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Last Track

I write my best stuff when im sad Always on point when im mad Tears be a hip new fad And im rocking that shit Making lines wid a guitar pic Too too high take the hit So i walk run skip to clubs and pipes I bawl hard every night And all day under in light Weed in some cut right Trying act right I just might But god sends me future down the rabbit hole Whole To a place where i lose all control And barf up my all the bile All the lies doused in vile excuses Deuces to all the friends i called useless And now im homeless Vargrant Helpless Or more accurately helplessly Vacant in my head Vacant in my bed Lonely in the dread that is my life No amount of vices and prices will drive this pain away So i sit here Wating on nigga thomas I think i can i think i can i think i can promise I think i can I think i can I think i can Vanish As i smoke this last pack Soon im gonna go Cho cho My last track

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Snapshots of Love #1

Life in perspective Reactive to sorrows and love Pain and ecstasy Painful thoughts and joyful memories I lay in peace Lay at this point this moment free Next to you Embraced in you Love or lust For better or worse I have you

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Behind_The_Vale

Her warm breath is all she has left A pulse  so weak seems to be imagination Void of the thing called heart She is cold Physically and metaphorically Incapable of synaptic pulses called love Called trust Pain is all that comforts her Contorted in the orgasmic pleasure of it The truth of it The feeling that she hasn't died yet Thoughts and senses dulled to a low flame Auto pilot engaged Responses pre-written Situational Facial expressions online Systems go.....

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Happy as can be she shines bright like the first light of the day All smiles cheerful and gay No negatives to say Oh how I wish in a way I could be that way I could feel that way

Body Slender face fair It’s not fair it not fair Fuck her I hate her anyway Fuck her never liked her anyway ........ Maybe if they knew the truth they'd care Or at least be aware Of the fasaud .. Oh well it end tonight So hey they might be just right For once in her life she'll get to burn bright at lest in her eyes No one will hear her cries Her curses her regrets Fading away Far Far Away

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Turning_Point

Fuck work Fuck hurt Fuck constant belittling Fuck the employer's persistent irritating Fuck..fuck all the complaining If I am to be the architect of my destiny The all powerful controlling entity Then so be And let it be On to me the burdens of my choices Be carried high Enough of the sinking now is the time to fly Even if I cry And sigh My life won't be a lie I'll claw and fight For my imperial right To do right and be right Like the holy anointed My fame and success shall be self appointed For I swear with each bead of sweat accumulated I'll win it I'll gain it I'll deserve it

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NO..clue..

“Hmm” you say “Why?” I wonder Laid here to ponder Sweet dreams of physical intertwined torsos Feelings of the exotic Chains wips and latches With bites n mistaken scratches Pined down by the mental enslavement of cardinal pleasures The bosom cradles the head tighter with each thrust Deeper Sweeter Licks.... lashes Then lick to soothe or sting Please take all that is me Endure. . Explore. ... Take Receive Beg Beg to please Hmmm and more Will it be A distraction Yes a distraction Hmmm Let nothing be untouched by your electric lips Extatic tongue Nibbles transform into bites yet all I feel is an uneasy terrifying pleasure Distraction no Life distracts this instructions Gives purpose Gives joy and reward Gives sense of satisfaction and accomplishment I like how this developed

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Red_In_My_Eyes

I'm seeing red again...

Vex again...

Sad again...

Having sex again while making cheap innuendos

About ho's

And fros

And like bugs craving the light

Or niggas who want to be white

Mentally I scream more...and more and more....

Blowing smoke just laying on the floor

I see a door nailed shut!

Clearly my dreams in the rut will be endless....

...unless I de-stress from this distress and unrest

By dying.

Physically...

Placing blades to my neck

Literally... applying laterally immense force and slowly I see it...

I'm seeing it ....

I'm seeing red again....

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Sadness123

My mind is fucked and as luck... ...would have it i’m livid about life swimming through this black pain and strife I see death not in physical but mental Social Soulful And I can break free Bound by time of glee and cheerfulness Now the the only light in my eye is the reflection of  a monitor depicting lust and Fake happiness Some days I pray for rest Eternal Pray to never have loved To never have hoped To never have dreamed for now all I feel are my dreams crashing Anger rising As I see head bashing Together in my hands My rage knows only the bounds of infinite And my remorse returned to the bastard that bestowed it upon my soul years ago I am now a devil A rebel fighting against my sadness with a full arsenal of sin and evil It pain me to be kind So ill lock it away and just stray further from the light which now burns and fill my appetite which now yerns for an understanding of my hate So I'll fade slowly Fade quietly Only to be free To be..be happy...

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the social butter fly can only be happy within the parameters set by the meadow but the wolf decides his hardships and in that.. at least he can say he lived as best he could

Shaquille Small

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Societal_Integration

The memory escapes me 

Joy eludes me 

I once was a happy of happy thoughts doing everything in happy earnest 

I was blissful eternal 

Truly immortal 

Lacking on in the art of the immoral 

But then I grew up 

I grew up and realized I was no man

But a mere babe ignorant of the true nature of this natural formed world 

It is a world of extremities upon which there can be no balance

The wealthy who ascend through the rough and the unfortunate due to either laden circumstances or from the womb have only the path of decent into hell

Laid before them this is my kingdom to claim

how do i finish this?