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The Streets

I'm trap in the streets so I let my black flag hang. As I put my sign in the air damn right I bang. But right now I'm in different struggle. Cause I'm using my mind now I have a different hustle. Still dodging bullets at least twice a week. Yes I know that the streets is not always sweet. Because to my enemies I'm just fresh meat. That's why I live my life one step at a time. Because I was seeing death ever sense the age of nine. And yes I suffer many heart aches but not once have I cried. Is it because I'm consume with pride. Each day I speak words of wisdom cause I don't believe in lies.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/17/2009 10:02:00 AM
I have enjoyed reading your poetry today. Thank you Dion. I hope you are having a wonderful weekend. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/16/2009 9:19:00 AM
beautiful. sweethawt, im feelin pain in this one. you best be iight or...well.....maybe ill just let the lil gangta in me out ;* .....peace brutha stay safe xoxo always, me <3 P.S. bout ready to write a new one for ya and mi bro Trevor
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