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Originally posted by L²:
Something I wrote about my life:


The Close

The closer you get to closeness, the closest will bring closing to the closer, ending thoughts with closure, so why get close? Never disclose the feelings, now closed even to those perceived as the closest. Cause how close can they really be when so believed that they couldn't get any closer? But when reality gets exposed, the supposed closest move farthest, while the far gets closer to help relieve the now forgotten closeness that's gotten to be too close for comfort. How can something be so close yet so far away at the same time? Closing in on this mystery, but never close enough to define, it's over. The mind is on its long awaited closure.

deep.

Hate To Love (Home)
Packed my bags in the SUV, you aint gonna see me no more thats hows it's gonna be
Home has become a Terrible place, full of hate i feel i gotta amputate
Replace this place wit an old to a new
Start off somewhere fresh, forget the place where I once grew
Home is where the hatred lies, aint all bad but ive seen better skies
Felt many lies, been thrown on my back
Got a trouble on my shoulders can u handle that?
Wake up every morning and I hear the claps
The moment I stop breathing my heart beat slaps, reverse
Im digging myself so deep within the earth..
I need to know,
If im getting deeper or I should just let go
Dreaming of a place Ive never been though
Leaving a place that I once Loved Out The Window
Will it end though?
I ain't seen tears that could heal a gangster
Or seen healing from a crack addicts handler
They making it hard to speak like I got no tongue
I seen allot of hate, angry filled marriages, violence don't need languages its born in a person just like cancer is
It keep growing and growing until it manufacturers new organisms to destroy the body, like Gotti
But still I decide to stay, home is where my worst enemy, myself I gotta pray
My hatred pours everyday, but still my body lay
I'm sorry for the chances lost, to all the people i ever crept upon
To the girl who i gave my heart yet she stole it too, I wonder if i saw it would it be like new?
Or will my feelings still drift apart?
Down the river where my hatred starts
Floating on the end of an image less body
A painless world where the color is rotting
Where faces don't seem the same.. adjust my eyes so i can see the pain

Home...

constricted pattens with eyes that reap
wind blows for cold stories once told
live for life to the days echoed keep
hot off the presses right here.............DELIVERED...colossal rhymes sold

to abstract reactions with one closed eye
cluster of soul to body and mind
with need to escape like night fly-bys
vamp the fuck out burn one...layout and unwind

my status is a halt for all movement
negatives forcefield has got me like writers block in every Single way
darkness impeads and the tension is soothing
seeking the real......
like elliot NESS
ZEST and to the scene
im at my BEST
u cant hear me DAMN its SHAME.......

ONE TIME
NO SIGNS
of this devastaion
pictorial levels it a ill phase to amaze in wordframe
which side can u choose to refrain eradication
MUCH NEEDED TO READ
not meaningless WHATEVER
it remains the same

Hey y'all, here's my 1st piece called "Let there be Rap" Here goes.....

1].As tha base of da earth rotates, I elevate
2].conversating wit tha power of rhymes, I educate wit my lyrics.
3].Wisdom is mine to verbalise so i use it
4].the harder u try u can't refuse, some abuse it
5].It's easy to see it's good music...
6].I keep it lucid, more like i was born to do this
7].on tha m.i.c...i make ur flow sound stupid
8].tha revolution begins here & i'll prove it
9].Live & xclusive, but not on TV
10].tha rap matrix is now an audio CD
11].travellin' @ tha speed of sound so u can listen
12].busy there dissing...comprehension is tha mission
13].better use ur intuition...& tune in
14].check tha verse not tha colour of my skin
15].cos tha power come from within...to take u back to tha track
16].That's when u pray Let there be rap.

All you'r poems are good, Seans one about killing and y-tees one about home stood out for me.