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08/06/08

As the rain hits my face
 I think of a place
Outside the box
 Inner-thoughts
Creep out my pen
 Is where my imagination begins
Smooth strokes
 Late-nyte tokes
Of the LG
 Relax Me...
Miguel Angel Jimenez
 Father-less for 2 months
And some days
 Got me dazed
A bit  confused..
 More-A-Less abused
By this cold world...
 Lost like being in a cinnamon swirl
Breakfast, makes me want to...
 Break fast from this life...
Life, what the fucc is lyfe for people lyke us?
 Is & always be an unanswered
question...
 Not to mention,
The different directions
 Of my inner-beast...
Searching for something to...
 Feast upon...
Up all nyte watchin'...
 Cheech & Chong...
Wondering if I'm wrong?

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Raul Moreno

Date: 3/30/2009 12:28:00 AM

Nice work Miguel, I really dig your flow...Raul

Prentice Elsey

Date: 3/29/2009 3:47:00 AM

I loved your style of mixed words, I to would one day wite of how I feel seen into words, I loved this poem.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/28/2009 6:16:00 PM

So sad, Migues. I have been fatherless for just over two months now. I pray it will get easier for both of us with time. I feel lost sometimes, too. Writing is a great way to connect with others and move outside of our own problems. Best wishes, Carolyn