Me and Philly

He say he was blessing the game 
How well i knew his name 
Me and Philly

We walked the city blocks
Dropping crack rocks

Three dollar shoppers 
Rattled and clanged
I got some change 
A bit to stay insane 

My good man
Better then the stuff time before last 

He grinned as he knew 
It was temporary relief
From their permanent disease

I see
The rock so sweet 
it destroys everything
My house and home 
Veins shattered 
lungs battered 

When you take a light
you take a flight

How down can you go? 
Sad to say many die this way

the price varies
but it always must be paid
with your life body and mind
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March 21, 2016 at 7:45 PM
a deep write, Sir William. thank you for sharing. LINDA
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