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My belly's full, but I'm hungry. There's plenty of food, but I can't decide what to eat. If I move my feet will I lose my seat. Figuratively I speak, Would I rather be sitting on Flat Rock or climbing Squaw Peak. Any where but here. Inside my head's the one place I fear. It's a place I will never forget. The evil streets are well kept. The worst part is the unforgettable kiss of death. How could I ever forget. Not once, but definitely at least twice, the evils almost stole my life. I would never end my own life. For those who wonder, I'll say it twice... I would never end my own life. As I stack up my days of sobriety... Lifes' challenges have been trying me. "Booze can fill that hole?" "Booze created that hole?" As I battle myself, I diminish my health, wealth, and anything good about myself... Through all this distraction I must take action. I'm built Ford tough, with this rental I'm totally Focused. Without income, my summer plans are hopeless... Does anyone know where that rope is??? Ha ha ha ha hah... I'm so focused.

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Date: 7/19/2010 6:37:00 PM
very impresive Matt, you really have anice way with dissing,, trully enjoyed,,nice poem and rap.. what i think you are missing is knowledge.. read a book or so when you are empty,,lol,,kidding.. food and booze does not solve a thing,,Hey and about the contest why are you stalling,, You can enter your slam any way you want to.. The only thing we do not do is profanity,, and keep it to a level.. why because this is a rated p.g. 13 site,,lol,,later,..p.d.
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Date: 7/17/2010 4:15:00 PM
A wonderful and creative write Matt. enjoyed reading tonight.. with luv..
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